The rage of being deceived and toyed with instantly shattered the last of Julian's composure.
His figure blurred, vanishing from the spot as if he had teleported. In the next instant, he appeared before Yano like a phantom.
The dagger in his hand slashed mercilessly toward Yano's unprotected neck.
He moved so fast that Yano had no time to react.
CLANG!!!
A crisp, ear-piercing clang of metal striking something hard rang out.
"What?!"
'Petrification?'
'A Magic Scroll?'
The description from the intel report flashed through Julian's mind—the part about Yano "suspected of possessing Magic Scrolls."
'So it really was a Magic Scroll.'
'But no matter how strong the Scroll is, it must have a time limit and a limited number of uses. Let's see how many more times you can block me!'
The thought had barely formed when he was already preparing to launch an even more lethal follow-up attack.
