The heavy suffocating silence of the cathedral was shattered by a loud sound. It was the sound of Pierce Valerius screaming!
It wasn't a battle cry. It was the frantic and desperate sound of a man realizing he was entirely outmatched.
Pierce charged and swung the Star-Shatter Greatsword in wild sweeping arcs. He desperately tried to keep Vahn at a distance. The plasma blade carved molten trenches into the floor. It destroyed the pews and shattered the iron pillars.
But it was entirely useless.
Without his multiplier carrying his reaction times, Pierce's movements were tragically slow.
Vahn didn't even need to use Temporal Step. He simply moved with the fluid punishing grace of his fifty base Agility. He weaved through the devastating strikes with millimeter precision.
Pierce brought the blade down in a heavy overhead chop.
Vahn casually sidestepped as the plasma singed the edge of his jacket. Before Pierce could recover from the massive overswing, Vahn stepped into his guard.
