The speed of the charging goblin would have seemed incredibly fast in the eyes of a normal Ascendant rank being—a blur of motion that would require serious reaction time to counter.
However, to Leon, it was painfully, almost insultingly slow.
Like watching someone move through water.
He just stood there calmly with his sword still sheathed in its scabbard, gripped loosely in his right hand. His expression remained completely neutral, almost bored.
The goblin closed the distance rapidly, raising its crude iron sword for a devastating overhead strike aimed at splitting Leon's skull.
When it was mere meters away, entering optimal striking range—
FLASH!
Leon's hand moved.
A single slash, drawn and completed in one fluid motion. No flashy skills, no elaborate techniques, no elemental enhancement. Just a perfectly executed normal slash with pure physical power and impeccable form.
SLICE!
