192 Chapter 5 The Appearance of a Throat Cutter

There was still a dead silence in the hall.

One of the one female Amazonian Fighters picked up the battle skirt on the ground in amazement, and looked at the neatly cut belt, then she murmured, "What a fast speed!"

How was this stripping magic?

It was just the opponent moving so fast that he blatantly stripped their companion's clothes before they could have reacted. Moreover, when he was cutting off the battle skirts and innerwear, he did not even cut their companion's skin at all. This accuracy and speed of delivery were amazing to them. The red-haired woman had chills down her spine after Soran's execution. Her whole body was covered with goosebumps. She felt the cold touch of the dagger tip on her skin, but it did not even scratch the surface of her skin.

It was a skill they could not comprehend at all.