Even then, the drawback was clear—if the real flying sword hit, it was going to tear through him like he was completely defenseless.

It was dangerous, but he was really out of ideas.

Barlin himself knew that Charlie's death was assured by his combos, and hence still felt delighted, even though he had burnt through much of his essence.

Rearing his head and laughing thunderously, he bellowed just as his flying swords would shred Charlie, "Well, you had your chance! Rest in pieces, brat!"

Char