Lloyd reacted instantly. As soon as the dozens of swords fell on him, Lloyd leaped toward Mujak. The vivid turquoise blades shook like leaves in a sandstorm as Mujak released almost all his Aura. His Mirage was a decisive blow that could deal dozens of attacks at the same time.

Kiiing...

The blades released sharp screams as the two swordsmen crossed each other.

“Cough.”

“Urgh.”

They both groaned, but the depth of their groans were different. Mujak stared in disbelief at the sword piercing his abdomen. He had never been let down by his technique, which had always allowed him to corner his opponent.

Mujak looked up in pain. “... Ho-w?”

As he scanned Lloyd’s body, he only found a few superficial injuries from Mirage’s swords. Lloyd had somehow managed to land his own killer blow while dodging his. Mujak couldn’t understand it.

Lloyd muttered, “An ability that makes swords real... What a technique. If there were four or five more, I wouldn’t be able to avoid a mortal wound.” Lloyd snorted. “Still, it was a bad technique to use on me....