The fight between Huskar and the Demigod Knight could be succinctly summarized with just two adjectives: simple and straightforward.
There did not deploy any spells during their battle, neither did they chant anything. There were no sudden and awkward pauses for flashbacks. was no method to their fighting. They had both chosen the simplest and least roundabout way to battle; chops, swings, dices… Actions that even a farmer could do.
However, this minimalism did not entail emptiness. Their actions were simple only because both opponents were focused on exerting the maximum amount of strength and speed they could. To them, everything else was theatrics.
TL’S MUSINGS:
Right! Cool. For once I hit the mark, yay! Though I didn’t expect the middle-aged knight to outlast the abbot. I mean, the abbot was so damn confident, man. He was so f**king edgy and proud as if he was sooooooo going to rule the world or whatever. But then he was actually kinda lame, ahaha!
… In retrospect, spoilers alert? Though I actually didn’t even knew that he was really going to do that! I was just spitballing… or imagining myself in his shoes, as I sometimes do. Ah, well! We all like to cut corners, I suppose!
I wonder what intel are they going to give?
‘M sure that these three would go, I guess. I mean, the Void already has a Knight, a Cleric, and a Warrior. Unless they want skinhead-grandpa-with-nothing-much-to-back-up-his-attitude to be the Monk Walker... but what good will he bring?
Also, there are like 34 Walkers in the Void, man! Please acknowledge the Translator Walker, Baiyi!