At the very moment when the action surged like a tide, Karlo entered a strange state.
It was as if the entire world had slowed down, everything sinking into the mire of time, the oncoming blade swung so slowly it resembled a snail, inching through the air, whereas she alone was free to move about in time.
She easily dodged the oncoming strike and, with a backhand swing, the thief lurking beside was head shorn from body.
However, the duration of such surging action was indeed fleeting, and in that instant, Karlo felt that the flow of time around her returned to its normal pace. The woman, who seemed to be a barbarian, let out an enraged roar, and a cyclone of a slash came her way. Karlo flicked her wrist, meeting the attack head-on with her Arm Blade that had extended out.
—So heavy!
She was knocked back a step by that force and was taken aback.