Bab 93: Experience

"Wait, Theo! Stop!" Hontar's voice resounded in the field, warning Theo about his current situation. Yet, at the same time, his concern became his nightmare as he dropped his guard for a split second.

For a master assassin like Phyrill, this split second was the difference between life and death. He waved his sword diagonally in order to kill Hontar, but the latter managed to react, albeit barely.

He dropped to the ground before launching himself to the side, leaving his left hand behind.

"Kh!" Hontar didn't feel any pain in the virtual world, but he was covered in sweat. This was the worst-case scenario.

"You've let your guard down." Phyrill made an excited smirk as he raised his swords for another swing. 

Meanwhile, Theo was currently on the ground, laying on his belly. A huge piece of ice crystal stuck on his back, pinning him down.