93 What's the Plan?

[Diana's POV]

Before he had a sword in his hand, he was like a storm that blew everything away in his path.

Having never witnessed him in combat before, my mind was utterly captivated. I was aware of his previous encounter with a demon that had triggered the incident between us, and his victory over a practitioner of dark arts. 

But to observe his sheer might firsthand left me awestruck and I had to remind myself to focus on my own battles.

Now, with a sword in hand, that storm transformed into a relentless beast, unleashing its wrath upon the world.

"...Woah," I muttered as I watched him dash into a crowd of monsters and slice them up like butter, leaving me breathless. It was as if his entire being had merged with the sword he wielded.

How is every stroke of his blade so perfect? 

Despite their simplicity, each stab and slash bore no flaw. It was almost as if they were a dance of perfection.