The Man's Decree

“Scram now if you want me to spare your lives,” Jared said icily while glaring at them. The two individuals paused briefly before erupting into laughter.

“Are you out of your mind? Do you think we need you to spare us when you already look like. cr*p? I could finish you off with just one swing. of my sword!” Ronan exclaimed, raising his sword threateningly toward Jared.

Upon realizing that Jared posed no real threat, he grew overconfident. In his eyes, Jared was nothing more than a defenseless prey, ready to be conquered.

In response, Jared brought his fingers together and swiftly flicked his hand. A dazzling beam of golden light shot forth, followed by the descending Dragonslayer Sword. Its gleaming blade resembled a cascading silver waterfall, slicing through the air with unrivaled power.

Ronan froze for a moment, feeling an overwhelming sense of danger from above. The terror of that impending doom sent shivers down his spine.

from the sky. This sudden twist of events drained the color from his

anticipated that the seemingly unthreatening Jared would exude such a terrifying aura of imminent death. At this

to take advantage of the man’s carelessness and

two men before him. Ronan, seeing the incoming torrent of light, swiftly brandished his long sword, attempting to defend himself against the light that the Dragonslayer

A golden radiance pierced through Ronan’s body, eliciting a cry of shock. Although his head remained intact, Ronan’s arm was instantly severed

He never expected Jared to possess

or taken lightly. Ronan hurriedly tended to his wounds,

all,” remarked Grant, realizing that Jared was not

at the two. “You wanted to take my