The blood threads hit the stone wall behind Alistair, and cut through it the way paper tears.
He had moved before they arrived, as the Equalizer read Valve's attack a fraction of a second before the threads extended.
Still, the wall behind where he had been standing now wore three clean lines carved through solid stone.
Precise and deep enough to put a hand inside.
Valve's Characteristic didn't rely on proximity; that much was clear from the first pass.
The blood threads could reach anywhere Valve directed them, cutting through distance the way a normal blade cut through air.
Fighting him meant fighting something that existed between him and every surface in the street, all at the same moment!
Alistair raised his Rune Sword and rushed forward.
The threads redirected.
Three came from the left, two from the right, all converging on the space Alistair was moving through.
