Mosak bounced across the ground as he had been slammed on the side of his face. As he skidded across the floor, he kicked the floor, regaining himself and stopping as he held onto his spear. The arrogant smile he had moments ago had completely disappeared as he was wondering what just happened.
Raising his hand, he rubbed the side of his head. 'What happened? How did he avoid that attack?' Mosak thought.
'No, not just how did he avoid that attack, how did he manage to hit me? I didn't sense any energy, any movement, or anything. It wasn't like this before.' "Alright, so you want to die first?
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