"Kill!"
With a roar, Roland advanced instead of retreating.
The moment [Fermented Battle Intent] activated, the Secret Silver Longsword in his hand seemed to come alive.
Every curve of the blade, every shift in its center of gravity, every subtle vibration from the friction with the air, all transformed into the most intuitive "language," flooding into Roland's Perception.
And almost in the same instant the longsword hummed, Roland's body was already in motion.
It was not a rigid retreat or a stiff charge, but a fluid "flow" that perfectly matched the weapon's sharp edge.
Combining [A Knight Does Not Die Unarmed] with [Martial Combat Step], the flash of his sword became a silver arc tearing through the gloom, thrusting straight for the enemy's head.
The purple light in the nameless monster's eyes flared violently. The Spiritual Shock it was about to gather was forcefully interrupted by this lethal thrust, and one of its tentacles hastily whipped back to parry.
"CLANG!"
