This time, it was Aura Nova's turn to be surprised, yes, she had expected Lucian to recover, but she hadn't expected it to be this swift and instantaneous, so seamless that it felt less like recovery and more like the world itself correcting an error. She had expected him to dodge and for her attack to at least graze him while he avoided a lethal injury.
But he had defied her expectations entirely and blocked instead, sustaining not even the smallest injury in history, not even a scratch or the faintest mark upon his skin. She could tell that the katana in his hand wasn't another one, but the same katana she had just gotten rid of, the very same weight, the same edge, the same presence she had felt moments ago.
