Chapter 43
Paul attacked.
Fast.
Precise.
A clean Sword God strike.
Rudeus responded—
But not consciously.
His body shifted.
Adjusted.
Countered.
Before he even processed it.
Clack.
The strike was neutralized.
Perfectly.
Paul froze.
"…You didn't think about that."
Rudeus blinked.
"…No."
That was the problem.