On the left, Mei Anrong's sharp eyes looked at Li Jian with anger. On the right, Varric Greymark rested his sword across a shoulder, the weapon's silver surface gleaming under the sunlight.
Li Jian stood at Xue Ying's previous position, his Radiant Severance Sword still sheathed at his waist.
Then, he moved.
In the blink of an eye, the morning field was filled with streaks of light, his form splitting into half a dozen glowing afterimages.
They charged between the opponents like phantom swordsmen, each one carrying the faint shimmer of a delayed slash.
Mei Anrong instantly reacted by releasing his (Ebonmist Shroud) skill. A thick, shadow-infused poison mist billowed outwards, darkening the sunlight and swallowing half of Li Jian's afterimages.
He then lashed his Silken Ghostwire forward, seeking Li Jian's real body.
The wire caught one afterimage, and it exploded into blinding motes of light, scorching Mei Anrong's eyes for a fraction of a second.
