Release
Edwin's pupils constricted.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered something. Corpse puppets had to be controlled, their level of skill was entirely dependent on their master. Esme's spearmanship had been beyond anything he had personally fought against before. Could it truly be that Ryu was at the core of this?
The sharp sound of air being slit apart revolved madly around Ryu. The feeling he gave off was completely different from Esme. The latter had felt devious and clever, but Ryu seemed like an insurmountable mountain, an unstoppable force prepared to slice through anything.
"I hope you don't regret your words…" Ryu said faintly.
Ryu's body hopped slightly into the air, his glaives brandished to each side. However, the moment his foot landed on the ground once more, he suddenly vanished.
'Fast!'
Edwin's frame involuntarily tightened. But he didn't have much more time to react before a glistening glaive descended upon him from above.