The orc leader's third axe came down like a falling concrete pillar and carried enough kinetic energy to turn a small car into flat scrap metal.
At least that was what he imagined when Eren saw it from close view!
Eren didn't have his scimitars anymore. His bare hands were completely empty, but his brain wasn't panicking.
Thanks to his Combat Mastery, he didn't see a giant green brute trying to split his skull in half. Instead, his eyes processed the incoming giant axe as a simple motion vector, almost exactly like the glowing red trajectory warning him of the incoming danger.
His body moved without a single conscious thought, shifting his weight effortlessly and slipping smoothly right under the thick wooden handle of the descending weapon.
The thing in front of me isn't a warrior, it's just a massive wall of green muscle and bad breath.
Eren thought a new plan on that second while keeping his eyes locked on the target as he slid past the immediate danger zone.
