Thread:YingHe/@comment-36159587-20190710004720/@comment-36159587-20190711044754

On instinct, on the senses that he had honed over so many years of fighting, he activated his powers, if only for a second.

It was enough for the blade to pass through where his neck had been, but not harming him. But, there was a slight nick at the back of his neck, and a tuft of his hair flitted to the ground. But, none of that was important. He struck back for a second, as fast as lightning, but his attacker had somehow--somehow--darted back.