Clang!
The two greatswords collided. The blurry figure's wrist flicked lightly, and the downward slash of the heavy sword suddenly veered toward Sterl's arm.
Sterl's senses were fully awakened. He quickly pulled back, thrusting his own greatsword, but it passed harmlessly through the figure's armpit.
At that moment, the blurry figure had already closed the gap, now only half a meter away.
In a split second, Sterl swiftly turned his greatsword, slamming the sturdy hilt directly into the figure's chest. His breathing synchronized, and he was forced to retreat two steps, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
Thwip!
The greatsword that had passed through the figure's armpit suddenly swept upward, piercing through the figure's shoulder as Sterl retreated.
The blurry figure's left arm flew off, severed by the strike.