Blade [Bonus]

The blade cut through Sylas' Aether Skin and into his neck, only a mere split moment from severing his head completely. 

Sylas only had time to open his mouth and unleash an <Arctic Howl Mutant>. 

The sneak attacker was already within range of his defense and couldn't be repelled. However, there was still a brief instant of a pause. 

Before the sneak attacker could counter the freeze, Sylas' hand had already flashed over, grabbing onto the blade. 

The sneak attacker hidden in the shadows couldn't help but feel like Sylas was in his death throes. Although he had reacted much faster than expected, grabbing onto his blade with his bare hands was the most foolish thing he could have done. After all, this was a Lv30 Bronze Grade treasure. Its sharpness was on an entirely different level. 

Still, the sneak attacker was a consummate professional. He didn't let down his guard and activated his counter, ready to twist the knife and sever Sylas' fingers.