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Vaxas was ready for almost anything.
He was ready for Anna's power as well. Nobody had such sharp blue eyes and remained ordinary without powers.
As if he had been waiting for Anna's shock wave, Vaxas clamped a hand over the tip of his katana, pinching the blade in between his thumb and his fingers.
He jumped as the impact reached his legs. The aim of this attack was to knock him onto his stomach by placing the energy's pressure towards the lower half of his body.
If he was to be propelled backwards, Anna would have had to aim somewhere along his chest.
Vaxas easily performed a front flip with the help of Paradox, who would spark every so often to keep Vaxas in the air another second.
He landed on his feet and bent down low, one hand on the ground now, one still gripping the hilt of his sword tightly.
Gliding his leg smoothly along the ground, dust flew up in tufts as he performed a drop sweep in attempt to trip Anna.
Vaxas had two options from there,
if Anna didn't trip, he would thrust his sword forward to prod her back from the core.
He would be ready to defend again in no time if neither moves had succeeded.
Vaxas was ready for almost anything.
He was ready for Anna's power as well. Nobody had such sharp blue eyes and remained ordinary without powers.
As if he had been waiting for Anna's shock wave, Vaxas clamped a hand over the tip of his katana, pinching the blade in between his thumb and his fingers.
He jumped as the impact reached his legs. The aim of this attack was to knock him onto his stomach by placing the energy's pressure towards the lower half of his body.
If he was to be propelled backwards, Anna would have had to aim somewhere along his chest.
Vaxas easily performed a front flip with the help of Paradox, who would spark every so often to keep Vaxas in the air another second.
He landed on his feet and bent down low, one hand on the ground now, one still gripping the hilt of his sword tightly.
Gliding his leg smoothly along the ground, dust flew up in tufts as he performed a drop sweep in attempt to trip Anna.
Vaxas had two options from there,
if Anna didn't trip, he would thrust his sword forward to prod her back from the core.
He would be ready to defend again in no time if neither moves had succeeded.