August turned and stared at the assailant behind him. It was a man. The man had an ordinary appearance and wore a plain, brown magic robe that concealed his entire body except his head and neck. However, his muscular neck and gaunt face betrayed the terrifying physical force he had beneath his plain-looking appearance.
The man who had a tranquil expression on his face right now frowned for a brief moment all of a sudden.
He chuckled while saying, "Ah, I see. To think that you could still perform such a subtle trick despite my perfect timing. As expected of a high prodigy of the Brander Clan."
He twisted his scimitar and delivered a sweeping slice, cutting 'August' in half. However, instead of spilt guts and a pool of blood, 'August's' corpse dissipated into countless moves of mana particles.
