"Ah!" Miles clenched his teeth and growled, veins popping on his face.

He tried hard to push the machete away from his shoulder by pressing both hands against his sword. Despite his efforts, the machete stayed in place, and the pressure on it kept growing.

This unyielding force was so powerful that it caused his knees to create cracks in the floor directly beneath them.

The bearded-burly man sneered. "Hmph! Do you think you're skilled enough to challenge the Butcher Guild? You're overestimating yourself!"

"Chief is great!"

"Chief is strong!"

The other burly men couldn't help but cheer at the situation.

The Butcher Guild was a respectable faction in the North, not to be messed with by someone insignificant.

"You, punk! Trying to act like a hero in front of me is the dumbest thing you've ever done. Today, I'll teach you a lesson by breaking your wrist!" The bearded-burly man grinned wickedly. He swung his machete toward Miles' wrist.

Miles was about to lose his wrist,

bearded-burly man furrowed his brow and looked

held the sword

when he saw the woman in emerald. He had almost lost his hand a

to get involved

you injure Miles! I won't let you get away with

shouted, "That's right! Scum like

you cleanse the world of this

stay back.

huh?" The bearded-burly

"Missy with that petite frame of yours I doubt you

and have

words sparked laughter among the Butcher Guild's members. Evil glances continued scrutinizing Crystal, accompanied by

Today, I'll take matters into my own hands!" She remained stoic, her

moved her wrist and skillfully deflected the machete. Then, she swiftly thrust her sword toward the bearded-burly man's

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