Chapter 887

The blade was drawn swiftly, and the sharp edge gleamed as it emerged from the sheath. A hint of delight flashed past Thaddeus' eyes—it was the delightful thrill of a killer's intent. He had trained his strength daily for the longsword just so he could master the Bladeswift Strike. It was a move that could do the most damage when attacking with a longsword, and it was extremely fast. This particular move was so fast that the opponent wouldn't be able to block it even if they saw the strike. Thaddeus felt that he had already won the moment he unsheathed his sword. But just as he did so, he saw a black shadow flashing past him, kicking the handle of his sword so that it became sheathed again. The metal guard of the longsword produced a piercing metallic clunk when the hilt was kicked back into the scabbard. Thaddeus almost dropped his scabbard to the ground when his hands shook due to the impact. He let out a yelp and looked at Matthew in disbelief. He was shocked as he asked, "H