The odd sight couldn't interrupt Liam's swing. He was too committed to it, and he wouldn't bother attempting to halt it anyway.
Nevertheless, Julian was no average rooting expert, and there was more to that fur than met the eye.
Liam felt it through the greatsword. What should have been mere flesh and bones turned out to be far more resilient than he had ever predicted.
Through the weapon's weight and Liam's strength, the swing was nothing short of a rank 3 technique, one that even Jessica had failed to stop. Julian should have been cleaved in two instantly, crushed completely, but that unexpected resilience delayed his death by a tiny amount, enough for his life-saving measures to activate.
Julian's figure glowed red as his skin caved in and dried up, his body paying the price for that attempt to save his life. Blood spilled right afterward. Bones cracked, but Julian remained in one piece as the slash sent him flying down.
