As Gwyn suddenly swooped down, the blazing great sword slashed down in an instant.
The scene of Gwyn's once divine might flashed through his mind, and Leon instinctively wanted to dodge, absolutely not daring to take this blow that could leave him without remains, but it was too late. He could only unleash all his strength to raise his shield to block, already calculating in his mind how many Elemental Bottles he would need to recover from the ensuing damage—
"Boom!"
The sound of sword and shield clashing drowned out the sorrowful music, and Leon found himself bewildered.
"I, I blocked it?"
The arm holding the shield was trembling constantly, yet part of the tremor was psychological. In reality, he had successfully blocked the slash with his shield.
Moreover, the force from the other side was lighter than he had imagined.
