Kai did not run.
Running meant the twelve puppets would simply swarm him in the open ground, and he would die tired.
He stood his ground on the dirt path and tightened his grip on the dark blade.
Lilith closed the distance between them.
She was furious now.
The composed mask of the arrogant general was gone. Black blood soaked her dark leather armour, dripping steadily down her arm and splashing onto the pale stones beneath her boots.
She raised her curved blade high, aiming directly for his chest.
'Just wait,' Kai thought to himself, watching the sharp tip of her sword get closer.
'Let her overcommit. If I jump too early, she will just adjust her swing.'
He waited until the very last possible second.
The blade was inches from his shirt, and he could feel the cold wind coming off the steel.
He triggered Shadow Step.
The magic pulled him straight through the air as he reappeared directly behind her, his boots hitting the gravel without a sound.
