Carson Flores stepped forward, his figure moving through time and space like a shuttle, instantly arriving at the side and slightly behind the man.
The man reacted quickly, stabbing backwards with his sword in an attempt to force Carson back.
But Carson didn't retreat. Instead, he reached out with his left hand, grabbed the short sword, then threw a punch with his right hand, landing a direct hit on the man's head.
"Bang!"
The man's head burst apart, turning into points of light, followed quickly by his body and even the short sword in Carson's grip, all disintegrating and vanishing into the air.
Carson shook off his hand, a smile appearing on his face.
Another challenge overcome!
In the hall, a look of surprise appeared on the woman's face.
She knew full well the power of that sword strike, yet Carson had grabbed the short sword with his bare hand, and was unscathed?
The woman's gaze settled on Carson, and a few seconds later, her eyes widened in realization.