He leaned back slightly, as if he were going to take the claw head-on.
But just as Blood Slaughter's claw was about to touch his chest, his figure blurred uncannily.
Mimicry activated!
Blood Slaughter's surefire claw strike hit nothing but air!
Ian's real body appeared three meters to his left.
He extended his right index finger. A purple-white glint of impossibly compressed cold shone at its tip as he gently pointed it toward the spot beneath Blood Slaughter's ribs.
An enhanced Frost Ash Beam—a combination of extreme cold and searing Annihilation!
Blood Slaughter was an incredibly experienced fighter; though startled, he didn't panic.
He swept his left arm back to block while redirecting his right claw, aiming to tear out Ian's heart.
But Ian's attack was merely a feint.
The true killing blow was beneath his feet.
He silently stomped his right foot on the ground.
It wasn't an attack, but an… activation.
