A Knight Who Eternally Regresses

Chapter 360

The Silent Thrust.

Jaxon’s specialty.

No sound. No intent. No presence. The blade advanced, fulfilling its purpose—to stab, to cut, to carve through flesh.

It moved soundlessly toward Enkrid’s back.

If he just followed through, the contract would be complete.

"You wanna spar?"

Jaxon found himself looking into Enkrid’s eyes.

The Silent Thrust had stopped.

His sword had frozen mid-motion, arm extended forward—caught in hesitation.

‘Did he sense it and react?’

If so, that meant it had failed.

Clink.

Enkrid’s silver longsword was already drawn, flicking lightly against Jaxon’s halted blade. A mere gesture.

Jaxon recovered quickly, pulling his sword back into a defensive stance.

The vibration from the contact ran up his arm.

"Named it Silver."

Enkrid spoke casually, raising his blade upright.

The sword reflected the moonlight, tilting at an angle.

That was when Jaxon realized.

It hadn’t been that the Silent Thrust failed—

It had been that he had never truly committed to it.

He hadn’t erased his presence completely.

Hadn’t put his full intent into the attack.

Why?

"Jaxon."

His name was spoken.

The moonlight reflected in those piercing blue eyes.

The pressure from the sword increased.

Enkrid’s shoulders shifted ever so slightly.

Jaxon reacted instantly.

He read the movement, predicted the strike, and retreated.

Whoosh.

Enkrid’s Silver carved a short arc through the air where Jaxon had just stood.

He had swung with precision, gripping the guard and ricasso, controlling the blade’s short trajectory.

A technique that trusted pure sharpness over brute force.

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