Upon sensing the sneak attack from behind, the Advisor realized in an instant that what the Grand Inquisitor had been masking and concealing with his Wisdom all along was not that thief, but rather the figure behind him.
This realization made him want to curse at the treachery.
However, the greatsword struck with such speed and ferocity that the Advisor had no time to mobilize his power to deflect it. Yet, as if disturbed by some unseen force, the blade veered strangely off course. It merely clipped the Advisor’s right shoulder, slicing through his trench coat without resistance and cleaving downward.
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