301 - - a silent sword fight

The moment he stepped into the room, the black skeleton stood up from his throne as if it were a matter of course.

With a drawn sword slung in his right hand, he steps silently into the center of the room.

At the same time, Thor moves, and the distance between them disappears in the blink of an eye.

A black blade looms from below.

Thor's sword, also drawn from below, flicks off the skeleton's sword.

Just before the two swords intersect, the black tip of the sword spins and dances.

The sword, which shifted its trajectory by turning back its blade, shows an unusual acceleration.

The black blade had finished slicing Thor from the chin to the forehead.

Bright red blood sprays out as if following in its wake.

"It's longer than I thought it would be."

The length of the skeleton's sword blade does not seem to be much different from that of Thor's sword.

However, the distance between the two swords was far greater than expected.

Thor selects a new image, knowing the position of the skeleton's foot and the movement of the skeleton's shoulder as he steps forward.

Thor and the master of the labyrinth meet again.

This time, Thor takes the initiative.

He aims at the blade just before it is lifted.

He has already caught the moment the sword begins to move.

But the skeleton's blade easily responds to Thor's first blow.

Thor's sword cuts through the air as he aims for the start of movement.

The black and white blades passed each other without crossing each other, and Thor's throat, which was slightly open, was slit open with a single slash.

With a spray of blood, Thor turns his gaze away from the broken image and chooses a different future.

The moment the first blow misses, Thor's upper body is thrown back in anticipation of the blade's movement.

Then the black blade crosses with tremendous speed.

Thor's sword comes back and slashes down the skeleton's arm that was extended by swinging in the air.

As he was about to do so, the joint of the skeleton's shoulder showed a strange twist.

Thor, who saw the tip of the blade that had fluttered and went to the wrong place, bit into his eyeball, immediately shifted his gaze to the image next to it.

Thor's neck was twisted just in time to reach his face, and the black blade passed through the space between the two.

Thor pulls back his right leg, half turns his body, and runs his sword into the empty space.

As expected, the skeletal sword fluttered its blade lightly again.

Thor's sword, which had been reading the path of the skeleton's sword, strikes him this time.

"Kuk!"

Like feathers caught in the wind, the black blade once again danced in circles in the air.

Thor looks down at his wrist, which has been slashed off, and seeks a better future.

But the skeleton's sword blackens them all.

When he attacks, he is skillfully out of range and cannot even get away.

If you try to defend yourself, it is all you can do to keep up with his unpredictable movements.

The sword's ever-changing line and its ever-changing sword speed.

The trails of black blades filling the raindrops in my field of vision were like a beautiful dance.

Thor, on the other hand, can only read the dancing path of the sword from his own dying future and barely follow it.

After dozens of evasions, Thor's sword finally reaches the black blade.

Looking down at the blood dripping from his sword, Thor lets out a quiet breath.

"At last, a match."

But the future had already entered its thirteenth second.

Thor tried to make an additional , but was immediately struck by the feeling that only magic power was leaving his body.

Predictably, it seems that every kind of magic technique is blocked in this room.

My guess is that the first was activated just before I stepped out of the door into the room.

Thor is not reckless enough to face that skeleton without relying on the future.

He tries to retreat, but then he is surprised.

The soles of his feet seemed to be stuck to the floor.

Immediately, he tried to retrograde, but as a matter of course, only the magic power was sucked up to the ceiling.

"Then..."

He accurately locates the foot that straddles the door and swings his blade down on it.

Thor detached his own foot and rolled backward in a heap.

"What?

Thor stands up quickly, breathing hard as everyone around him looks on in amazement.

Both of his legs are already together as if nothing had happened.

Closing the door with a crash, Thor unlocks the red skeleton and slumps down on the floor.

Once inside, he is not allowed to go out, and he is not allowed to use magic.

The same probably applies to martial arts.

Only one skeleton awaits you, but you will have to face that difficult enemy while your favorite battle patterns are blocked.

It is almost certain that they will be annihilated without any means.

The last thing that awaited us at the bottom of the hole was what could be called a terrible trap.

"Are you all right, Thor?

As he was about to enter the room, he suddenly cut off his leg.

While everyone around him is in an uproar over this incomprehensible action, Thora comes running up to him and gently puts her hand on his cheek.

"You look terrible......"

Thor finally realized his condition when he was told this.

His fingertips were shaking so much that he could not hold the sword.

He tried to say something reassuring, but the roots of his teeth did not fit together and he could not speak.

This must be the price for the dozens of times he had seen himself die.

Unable to speak, Thor simply shook his head.

Thus, his first battle with the true master of the labyrinth was over before it had even begun.