As the knights charged, Teclos raised several dark hands from the ground, trying to bind and slow them down.
Then he gathered darkness beneath his feet and dashed sideways onto a dark square that formed in midair. His body shot upward, avoiding the first fire-coated sword slash that carved through the place where his chest had been a heartbeat earlier.
The second knight followed him immediately, propelled by a jet stream from his feet, his blade sweeping upward in a blazing arc.
Teclos reacted in time and kicked off another shadow step, twisted above the slash, and released a shadow slash of his own toward the knight.
A wide pitch-black arc flew down toward the knight's neck.
The man raised his blade in defense, with blazing fire bursting from the sword's edge, swallowing the attack before it could do any harm.
"Careful," the second knight said midair. "This cockroaches moves are strange."
