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.

a volley of cannonballs, tearing through Willem's crimson afterimage and shredding

"Hmph! Pathetic!" Jasper scoffed.

confidence as he withdrew his spear. He felt proud, utterly sure that anyone daring enough to challenge it with their

much force and accidentally ended the life of

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eyebrows shot up in surprise, his gaze fixating on the scene

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

he been striking at

rang out consecutively. "General! Look behind

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