Willem declared confidently, "My hands are my weapons." As he stepped forward, his fingers parted slightly, revealing sharp black nails that sprung out like blades.

Jasper, wielding a long spear, retorted, "Hmph! Looks like you haven't trimmed those nails in ages. Today, I'll give you a hand!" He wasted no time and thrust directly.

The speed was blinding, leaving only a flash of golden light visible. Willem didn't retreat but charged forward, colliding head-on with the golden spear in a crimson blur.

"You're courting death!" Jasper sneered as his spear erupted into a flurry of shadows.

In the courtyard, the dazzling light made onlookers squint. Each movement was swift, slicing through the air effortlessly.

tightly packed, resembled a volley of cannonballs, tearing through Willem's crimson afterimage and

"Hmph! Pathetic!" Jasper scoffed.

he withdrew his spear. He felt proud, utterly sure

apologize sincerely. I exerted too much force and accidentally ended the life of the person you invited.

could you please confirm? Did you

Jasper's eyebrows shot up in surprise, his

slowly like confetti. These remnants were nothing more than shreds of fabric, lacking any trace of a body or

striking at thin

guard rang out

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