Boundless Shadow

Almost…

At the last second, Dweezel's very soul gave him a warning—one of utmost urgency.

The old snake promptly looked up.

His eyes widened as he saw an elderly hand outstretched toward him in a grasping motion—its fingers glowing with the familiar dark purple of the void element.

Dweezel instantly realized who his attacker was: his old rival, Sanada.

The old snake quickly jumped back to evade the vertical void grab, but he wasn't fast enough.

At least his body wasn't.

His mind, however, was of a different caliber.

As Dweezel leaped back, he slashed his shortsword through the air in front of his neck, ensuring that if Sanada chose to continue his attack, it would cost him his right hand.

His plan proved effective, as the Voidweaver was forced to retract his arms slightly to dodge the blow.

This allowed Dweezel to completely dodge the first attack, but he wasn't ready for the second.