C551 Orson! Die!!

It was lightning-fast.

The sword appeared to stretch forth from the void, ghostly in its swiftness.

A shroud of death instantly enveloped Orson, filling him with unspeakable terror. The thin line between life and death was a horrifying place to stand, and even a Quasi Warrior would fear such a precipice.

"No!"

Orson's cry of alarm burst forth as his eyes bulged in an instant