The moment silence ensued, Neraxis decided to make the first move.
He dashed forward, swung his sword down, and before the old man could intercept, performed a feint and stretched out his hand.
Just as his hand was about to make contact, it was severed clean off.
Neraxis didn't panic, as with the blood that spurted out, he made another grenade.
<1x Blood Constructs Summoned! Type: Utility—Sun Grenade>
It was much weaker than the last since he didn't provide it with much blood, but despite that, it was enough to get the old man to finally show a slightly surprised expression as he leaped away.
But Neraxis didn't detonate the grenade, as he merely held it in the hand that had already regenerated.
He's faster and stronger than me. One good hit and I'm fucked, Neraxis thought, as he held the grenade in one hand and the sword in the other.
With that, he used {Sword Dash}, attempting to surprise the old man.
