Anthony's expression remained unchanged even as Aaaninja's attack struck him.
Possessing an extraordinary ability did not make him arrogant or conceited; he remained composed, his face devoid of emotion.
As his ThoughtAcceleration skill activated, his mind raced to analyze how Aaaninja had managed to execute such a precise maneuver.
If the initial strike had been a feint, he would have recognized it instantly, but it wasn't.
A cascade of thoughts surged through his mind.
Yet, even as Anthony vanished, Aaaninja did not afford him a moment's reprieve.
No, he pressed forward.
He relentlessly pursued his advantage.
In less than a split second, Aaaninja was already upon Anthony, his sword flashing toward his neck like the fang of a serpent.
This time, Anthony chose not to block.
Instead, he sidestepped, attempting to evade the strike.
Yet, the blade did not simply slice past him, it curved unnaturally, biting into his flesh.
