"Three!"
"Wa-" The cultist had barely started when the knight moved.
-BOOM-!
It crossed the distance in a single burst that hit supersonic before the first stride was finished, while the ten-foot greatsword came in a wide horizontal sweep that was aimed at his neck by virtue of the simple geometry of twelve feet of height.
While the cultist swung everything he had into the counter, all eight blades, his own and all seven phantom, hitting the knight's greatsword at a cascading angle in a single coordinated impact that was technically the correct response to that exact swing.
-TANG-!
The sound split the air, sending out a shockwave rolling out, sending even the knight skidding sideways from the redirected force.
But cultist, well, he was sent flying into the Outsider horde like a man-shaped projectile, tearing through the leading bodies, eventually carving a long, deep trench in the dirt, before finally stopping.
