Chapter 670: Living Hell (2)

Sweat stained my brow as I slashed towards the Demon Wolf's exposed chest, my Khopesh arcing through the air in a blur of red metal that foretold of the beautiful liquid that would splash across the ground should it connect, but sadly I was facing an opponent that made getting that beautiful liquid almost impossible.

Her sword crashed against mine, sparks erupting from her simple longsword catching on the teeth that rose menacingly on the inside crescent of my Khopesh, and I tried to twist my blade so that I could pull hers from her grasp, but alas she was far too strong to allow that to happen.

"Not bad, but you need to realize that there is a strength barrier for that move; someone double your physical prowess might be able to lose their grasp thanks to the momentum, but any higher and it doesn't work. Really, it becomes a hinderance for yourself more than your opponent. For example..."