The Bored Immortal-Novel

Laynar brought down his saber towards Ayana's head, who quickly dodged just in time, though the ends of her hair got sliced as she moved, making her realize how insanely fast Laynar was despite him not using his full strength.

"Pfft, he is so damn slow," Viktor mumbled with a head shake while watching from afar with the pose of an expert. Still, he didn't forget to keep recording everything with Brad's phone.

Laynar got annoyed seeing how Ayana dodged it since he didn't expect her to evade his attack without suffering any injuries.

"Let's see if you can dodge this, Eight Fold Naga's Wrath!" Laynar shouted as suddenly his body was wrapped by blacklight before charging towards Ayana in inhumane zigzag motions that made it hard for Ayana to keep track of.

"Shit!" Ayana unconsciously cursed as she saw how Laynar was determined to take her down quickly by performing an intermediate-level martial art.

She quickly drew ethereal runes in the air to cast a spell to protect herself with a bubble of cursed defensive layer, and a dark bubble-like sphere immediately covered her.

*Crack!*

However, Laynar's saber had already reached near her and easily penetrated through the bubble, making it explode as a last line of defense to protect the spell caster, blasting Ayana far away while the blast force only slightly slowed down Laynar.

Ayana had learned this defensive spell from Nyissa, which was quite a special one, especially because of its unique effect of exploding if it gets penetrated. The explosion was to put maximum distance between the spell caster and the attacker if he didn't get stunned by the blast so that the spell caster would get more time to react and protect themselves.

But Ayana knew it got easily penetrated since she didn't have much time to strengthen her spell and only cast a quick one. If it was Nyissa, she could instantly cast it, but Ayana hadn't reached that level of expertise yet.

Still, she didn't have time to contemplate why her defense got broken so easily as Laynar was still continuing with his onslaught as he was still charging towards in at a fast pace while making strange movements like a snake.

She knew he was performing a set of attack moves which consisted of eight moves. And right now, she only canceled four of his moves somehow, but how was she going to defend against the other four?

She knew she couldn't dodge them because of his movement style, which made her unable to dodge them even if she was a tad bit faster than him. That was the specialty of his attack move set, which was to deal damage to enemies who were slippery like a snake.

Still, she decided to not give up and attack instead with her own moveset!

"Dance of the Butterfly Queen!" Ayana shouted with gritted teeth as her body got covered with a black light as well before charging towards Laynar.

"Hmph, what a fool!" Laynar snorted, not feeling intimidated by seeing her trying to attack him instead of running away.

Ayana's eyes became super focused as she ignored his comment and brought forward the daggers in her hands to execute a flurry of four attacks from different angles.

Laynar scoffed, seeing how weak Ayana's attacks were and how she also made herself vulnerable to attacks as well. Since he wasn't looking to kill her right away, he aimed his saber at a spot that was not vital but would make her unable to walk again for a while. This was enough for him to do whatever he wanted to do to her.

"Go to hell!" As if Ayana read his mind by looking at his sinister eyes, she cursed with a death glare as his saber was about to pierce her body.

Laynar had a frenzied expression on his face but was confused when he suddenly saw Ayana smirk at him, "What the…"

And the next moment, his eyes widened in shock when he saw Ayana's body becoming an ethereal image and diffusing away while his saber only pierced through thin air while she magically disappeared.

However, Laynar could sense that she didn't disappear but had instead gotten behind him!

Ayana, with the help of her martial art, was able to get past her enemy to deal a quick attack at her enemy's back which looked quite open for attacks.

This was the specialty of her martial art which would help her to evade enemy attacks while allowing her to counterattack. Ayana again realized how lucky she was to learn this highly graded technique from her Master.

But just as Ayana was about to ecstatically stab Laynar's back, she found the tip of her dagger hitting an ethereal layer that seemed as tough as steel, making her unable to pierce his skin with her dagger.

"Oh no…" Ayana realized that she was done for, and indeed Laynar turned around with a cold smirk on his face as he said, "Just before I had to admit that I was surprised by your strange martial art, but still you are nowhere strong enough to defeat me. A martial art, no matter how good, can only help you so far. Now submit to me!" Laynar shouted as he raised his palm to blast her away now that she was distracted and also too tired to dodge his basic attack.

"Ahk!" Ayana got blasted by a few feet and hit her back against a large stone before falling on the ground as blood trickled down her forehead while her body was covered with light injuries here and there.

Even though he said it casually, Laynar was indeed shocked and felt humiliated to see how he was unable to see through Ayana's martial art. How could a junior best him and even cancel out his martial art? If anybody heard of this, he would be the laughing stock of the clan and a shame to his father.

But Laynar had no idea that the Dance of the Butterfly Queen was Nyissa's favorite moveset and something she even imparted to Ayana, although their experience levels were too far apart in using it.

Of course, if Nyissa had used it against Laynar now, not even a speck of him would be left behind.

That was the stark gap between their powers, skills, and experience, and Laynar knew this as well. But it was always the unobtainable that kindred a man's passion the most.

But the excitement of possessing a woman far more powerful than him was what motivated him the most. The sense of satisfaction and power that would make him feel was far more than anything else.

As Ayana struggled to raise herself from the ground, Laynar casually walked towards her while thinking about the ways in which he was going to toy with her.

"Before you told me I was even less of a man than that foreign piece of shit.. Now let me show you my "manliness"!" Ayana's previous comment had left a sore spot in his ego, and now he wanted to teach her a lesson as he lowered his hand to grab her hair and bring her to his room.