CH577 Havel's Limits
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[Quickdraw – Flash Slash]!
Slash!
Slash!
Slash!
Again and again, Havel struck at the water with his sword.
Yet every time, the blade narrowly missed the koi fish darting within.
Frustration and fatigue slowly crept in as Havel began to question his own skill.
His Quickdraw Style was built upon the foundations of speed, agility, and precision. Among his Noble race — and across his entire plane — the style was renowned as the fastest sword technique.
And yet…
Here, that same sword style was somehow not fast enough to achieve his goal.
'No.' Havel wiped the sweat from his forehead.
'It's not that the sword style is slow… It's that I am slow.'
He glanced down at his arm, glistening with sweat.
Even his clothes were soaked through.
Havel could barely remember the last time he had exerted himself this much.
