An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Faced with the black blade slicing toward him, Dustin stood firm. He didn’t flinch or evade. Instead, he simply extended two fingers and clamped down on it.

As soon as the blade met his fingers, it stopped and emitted a faint hum as it glimmered ominously in the light.

“Huh?” Jeremiah’s eyes widened as he watched Dustin catch the blade between his fingers.

With that strike, he had unleashed at least 80% of his strength, and the modified blade was sharp enough to cut through steel effortlessly. It was a force capable of slicing through anything- even a tank.

But Dustin had stopped the attack, and he had done so with just two fingers. Was he also some kind of genetically enhanced beast?

Jeremiah’s shock quickly turned to resolve as he tried to withdraw his blade. But before he could muster the strength, Dustin’s fingers twisted slightly, and with a sharp crack, the blade shattered.

Jeremiah frowned. Though he was surprised, he didn’t hesitate as he swung another blade toward Dustin’s head.

“Again?” Dustin repeated the move and extended his fingers to catch the descending blade. With a sharp twist, he snapped it in half.

Jeremiah staggered back a few steps from the force. He glanced down and saw both blades on his arms shattered. The weapons that could slice through steel now felt like paper in front of Dustin. It was a harsh blow to his confidence.

“Do you have any other tricks?” Dustin asked coolly.

Jeremiah spread his arms wide and brought them down with

began to regenerate and restore itself in the blink of an eye. The blade was

enhanced regeneration typical of vampires. Not only could he regrow a severed arm, but if his head were completely severed, he could quickly heal

formidable and successful genetically enhanced soldiers, this was merely one of

and was surprised by how quickly Jeremiah regenerated the broken blades on his arms. It was faster than

Jeremiah charged

arms swung forward in unison. The sharp blades descended toward Dustin’s neck

scoffed upon seeing that and charged ahead. Just before the

created a bloodied, gaping wound the size of a fist. His body flew back over ten yards as if struck by a

crash to the ground, he flipped midair. He landed firmly on

scales could withstand divine weapons and were impervious to

creating a deep wound that exposed

had believed Dustin’s strength would be on par with Fenley. While Dustin was a challenge, he hadn’t considered him a serious threat. But now, he realized

battles were his specialty, revealing more of his abilities would make the later rounds even more challenging. So, he

in mind, he took a deep breath and

as his black scales gradually turned red. His once-human face twisted into something beastly with a mouth