An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

After the collision, Reagan was propelled more than ten yards backward, coughing out blood.

His entire arm was shattered, causing the Inferno Fury Spear to be hurled away, ultimately leaving him sprawled on the ground, struggling to breathe.

“Are you alright, Your Highness?” Albert quickly advanced, assisting the trembling Dustin.

“I’m fine .” Dustin sensed a rush of blood and vitality coursing through him, his arm tingling, and he struggled to maintain a steady grip on his sword.

Despite Reagan being in critical condition, Dustin couldn’t overlook the potency of his recent forceful attack- it had compelled Dustin to spit out blood.

Fortunately, Reagan’s body had already succumbed to the Deicide Venom. Otherwise, the fight’s outcome might not have been in Dustin’s favor.

on the ground and let out a feeble growl. “Why? I refuse to

clawed into the soil, marking it with deep imprints. His already fierce visage took on an

Celestial Blade in hand, gazing down at the defeated

a prominent figure, Reagan now seemed like a dying elderly-pitiful, miserable, and with a hint of ferocious struggle in the face

grip of insanity, he bellowed with a feral gaze, “Logan! You despicable scoundrel! If not for your scheming, I wouldn’t have

I will not yield to it even in the face

Rufus, Prince of West Lucozia and the current

This

“Despicable?” Dustin snorted.

added, “How ironic that you’re the one saying this! You orchestrated the assassination of my father, sowed discord, and manipulated my uncle into rebellion, plunging West Lucozia

there anything more despicable

principles. It’s laughable. Besides, I don’t care whether you accept it or not. I only want

you kill me, what does it change? Do

run deep, and its members are scattered far and wide. Even after my demise, others will