The Chaos Wave Group's poison-coated dagger slashed vertically downwards.
Lann's center of gravity swayed slightly, the blade narrowly grazing the edge of his armor.
At that moment, the katana in his hand spun with a luxurious flourish, changing from a forward grip to a reverse grip.
With a gentle raise of his hand, the previously confident gaze of the Chaos Wave Group became flustered and panic-stricken.
The forceful hacking aided by gravitational potential energy was powerful, but without sufficient skill, this force could simply be exploited by the enemy.
"Slash!"
With a stout, pumpkin-like physique and the combined forces of gravity, momentum, and arm swing, the katana directly bisected him horizontally from the waist!
In the Demon Hunter's ear, a sharp sound of wind suddenly flared.
