Do I even need to actually move?

I didn't move at all. 

As in, my body didn't move. 

I didn't jump, I didn't rush, nor did I sprint or even run to the back of the aggressor. 

It was all my scythe's doing. Because the moment I felt the desire to bury its tip into the man's heart, it just… appeared in just the right place for me to do so, dragging me over to its new position as a mere after-effect of matching the spiritual node left in that exact place. 

And with just the motion of bringing my scythe to a more ready, slightly lowered position, I ended up pushing the sharp tip of its spiritual blade right into the back of the masked man's heart.

Right as Claire shot out from between the woods, her sporty outfit covered in blood but not nearly as much as as her sword. Her eyes, zeroed in on the target I just reaped, her hand already moving to swing her sword down upon his neck. 

"Wha?!"