Revan kicked both legs upward and snapped his body off the mud in a single explosive motion.
His boots hit the ground and he was already jumping backward, two meters of distance bought in under a second.
BRAKK!!
Something slammed into the exact spot where his back had been. Mud erupted. The shockwave hit his shins and nearly knocked him off his feet.
"Tch—"
Revan hissed through his teeth, sliding to a stop in the slurry. His sword was up. His eyes burned.
His mind was racing.
Autopilot wasn't going to cut it anymore. To kill this thing, he actually had to use his brain.
Revan exhaled. A cloud of white vapor escaped his lips.
'It pulled back after the spin. That means three things. First: the cut actually hurt it. Second: it didn't expect to get hit while I was escaping. Third, and this is the important one, it's reassessing me right now. It thought I was a mouse. Now it's not so sure.'
A pressure surged from his left.
