Bab 351: Brance’s First Turning Point Quest (4)

--Several Seconds Earlier--

Without hesitation, the instant Brance noticed Michael's shoulder muscles tense up, his left hand went to his sheath, and he used it like a lever alongside kicking off the ground to dive out of the way from the tri-pronged wing attack, narrowly avoiding it. 

Unfortunately, he used too much force and lost control of his roll after throwing his body half a dozen meters backward.

'Fuck, FUCK!' Brance screamed in his head as he tried his best to keep his knees tucked close to his body, allowing him to continue rolling, but as he completed each rotation, his eyes flicked to Michael, who had caught up and was flying within arm's reach above him. 

'Predict his next sequence.'

Having fought for several minutes back and forth and observing the sinister and prideful smile on the Archangel's lips, Brance knew he was in for some deep shit; as Michael extended his arm to grab him and do something vicious, Brance's mind spun.