The Problem Of My Technique

In less than ten minutes, and after retreating for hundreds of metres, I finally got rid of them. Well, not all of course, as I still had something with one of them; their leader.

"You… Are you a monster!" he was thrown back, but didn't fall as I aimed this hit with much precision.

"Speaking as if you are a normal person yourself," I watched a purple shield vanishing around him.

When he got hit, this shield kicked in and absorbed most of the hit. I knew he wasn't a normal person, and he must have an item to protect his life.

"Compared to you, I'm nothing."

"Then join me," I finally made my offer, "I like you, like your little group here. Why won't you all join me?"

"This… They are dead!"

"No, do you think such strong folks, carefully selected by you, would end up dying from such fall? I don't buy that," I shrugged before pointing at my glaive, "not to mention I aimed with the blunt side of my glaive, didn't even try to hurt them that bad."

"I won't thank you."