Neraxis paced around the shadows, trying to find the best position.
Surprisingly, the sun seemed to be covering more area with each passing second, and if he had stayed where he was earlier, then he would've been killed by now.
So there's a time limit after all... Neraxis thought with a sigh as he approached one of the bronze statues, halting right before the shadow ended.
In the very next moment, he brought his sword to a perfect horizontal position and performed an {Advanced Horizontal Slash}.
The only advanced part about it was that it could cut through shields, armor, and, of course, mana.
Not perfect, but good enough.
Neraxis utilized his footwork as much as he could. After a whole year of being Eclipse, he had truly become an assassin.
His steps made no noise, and his breath was practically inaudible.
As for his swordsmanship? It was no longer some simple stuff. Instead, it was made purely for killing—each blow aimed at the vitals would cause catastrophic damage.
