The crimson glimmer erupted from the body, continuing to tear the wounds apart on the Night Watchman, and the Moonlight Greatsword formed within him, attaching the uniquely offensive, red moonlight sword on the Night Watchman against the flesh, slicing towards the left chest where the heart resides.
With a soft sound of a boom~, the man before him disappeared from Shard's sight. Shard turned abruptly, swinging his sword to the rear without hesitation, familiar with this maneuver thanks to Sister Delphine's guidance. It could be truly called a knight's sword skill—
Clang!
The Night Watchman, imbued with the Red Moon's power, collided with the transparent longsword, scattering sparks, whirlwinds, and pieces of the crimson moon, yet the invisible sword wielded by the unfamiliar Circle Sorcerer did not shatter:
"Sage-level longsword, is it? Why do those capable of spatial movement always prefer backstabbing?"
