Silva lay on the ground, trying to catch his breath, but then he sensed the angel again. He quickly got back up and flew into the air, dodging the sword at the last moment.
This angel was fast, and it covered so much distance in the blink of an eye.
Silva stared at the angel, and it froze again, but on his way down, he blinked, and the angel moved, reaching him in a second.
The angel swung for his head before his eyes opened; his head would be cleanly lopped off. All Silva could rely on was his senses. He snapped his head back with speed faster than any human.
The sword missed his neck, and then he opened his eyes, and the angel froze.
This time, Silva refused to blink. He immediately had a meeting of the minds, and they immediately came up with a theory.