Time reversed on Geoffrey, within the storm he felt himself turn back to his younger years, once again facing the tempest.
Stepping, leaping, Geoffrey slashed at Bologue's head, his speed and power reached the limit, even in Geoffrey's life such a perfect strike was rarely seen.
The moment Bologue witnessed the flash, the deadly blade was already before him, like an inescapable thunder judgment.
Panic flashed in Bologue's eyes, he knew he couldn't avoid this strike, Geoffrey's full hit would cleave his head, slice through the spine, and then Geoffrey would continue his all-out stance towards Palmer, relying on the agility of Secret Energy, Palmer might negotiate with Geoffrey for a bit, though it wouldn't change his fate of being killed.
A familiar but weary voice echoed beside Bologue's ears, steadying his gaze, even bringing a smile to his lips.
