Not letting go of the spear, the black armor made its way to the warrior’s range. Kenzo prepared his axe to swing at the incoming enemy. However, the azure fighter had once again rejoined the fight, approaching Kenzo with an overhead swing, aimed at the arm that expected its ally.
Kenzo decided to change objectives, letting go of the polearm from which he pulled, avoiding the attack completely. However, it was now too late for the blue armored homunculi. The momentum from such a grand attack was impossible to stop. As soon as the lance cut through the air past Kenzo’s eye level, a smirk grew on the warrior’s face.
Kenzo slashed diagonally from top to bottom, cleaving through the armor as easily as it did through the lance. It was definitely sturdier than the metal from the polearm, but it was all the same for Kenzo. The homunculi froze for a second in place, before the majestic armor suddenly slid towards the ground in two. It was a clean cut, severing the torso from the lower body along with an entire arm. Yet, there was no blood flying through the air. Instead, a black mist burst out of it.
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