Rhiki’s Rampage

Seeing it unfold, Kael'thus and Dakulo's eyes widened in disbelief. They couldn't even trace the path of Raijen's earlier attack—so how the hell were they supposed to follow that counter?

Just how fast is this Rhiki, really...?

Before either could utter a word, a whisper brushed the back of their necks.

"Don't blink, or you'll miss it."

CLANG!~

SLASH!~

Kael'thus's instincts flared like wildfire. He twisted mid-turn, just in time to parry a deadly dagger strike aimed at his spine. Blue steel met black blade, and sparks sprayed in the air. But Rhiki wasn't done.

"Let's see how much you've improved... traitor."

Rhiki's voice turned sharp with madness as he launched into another frenzied assault. His daggers danced like rabid shadows, slashing at Kael'thus while sending precise, brutal kicks toward the slower dwarven mage.

PANG!~

PAPANG!~