A Man Like None Other

“Scram now if you want me to spare your lives,” Jared said icily while glaring at them. The two individuals paused briefly before erupting into laughter.

“Are you out of your mind? Do you think we need you to spare us when you already look like. cr*p? I could finish you off with just one swing. of my sword!” Ronan exclaimed, raising his sword threateningly toward Jared.

Upon realizing that Jared posed no real threat, he grew overconfident. In his eyes, Jared was nothing more than a defenseless prey, ready to be conquered.

In response, Jared brought his fingers together and swiftly flicked his hand. A dazzling beam of golden light shot forth, followed by the descending Dragonslayer Sword. Its gleaming blade resembled a cascading silver waterfall, slicing through the air with unrivaled power.

Ronan froze for a moment, feeling an overwhelming sense of danger from above. The terror of that impending doom sent shivers down his spine.

This sudden twist of

such a terrifying aura of imminent death. At this moment, he finally realized that Jared was far from the weakling he

knew he had to take advantage of the man’s

he would not stand a chance against the two men before him. Ronan, seeing the incoming torrent of light, swiftly

radiance pierced through Ronan’s body, eliciting a cry of shock. Although his head remained intact, Ronan’s arm was instantly severed and fell to the

from the Dragonslayer Sword. Meanwhile, Grant watched Jared in astonishment. He never

was not one to be underestimated or taken lightly. Ronan hurriedly tended to his wounds, his gaze filled with disbelief as he looked at his

all,” remarked Grant, realizing that Jared was not only unharmed but also possessed

at the two. “You wanted to