As Brakthar drifted away from the arena, the skill's effect unraveled behind him; the 5 Obsidren regained control of their bodies and collapsed like sacks of stone, drawing deep breaths. The first breaths were ragged, then steadier, the kind of breathing people do when they realize they are still alive.
They watched the retreating giant with expressions of gratitude, thankful that their opponent had spared their lives.
"Though it looks almost impossible, you actually have two direct ways to break that skill," Liora said to Adyr, her voice without any worry.
"The first is to strike fast enough before he uses his mind-freeze skill."
Timing is a blade of its own.
Adyr already understood this, but he knew it was difficult unless he had insane speed like Thalira Luna. He pictured the margin for error and found it razor-thin.
