Sean was momentarily stunned, and Yoal's reaction further confirmed his suspicions. This man was clearly not an easy person to deal with.
Swish!
Isaac swiftly swung the Skyrend Sword upward, severing Yoal's arm at the shoulder. Blood gushed from the open wound as the arm fell to the ground.
"Argh!" A painful scream from Yoal echoed from mid-air.
Upon seeing what was happening, a wave of intense emotion surged through Sean. Large beads of sweat began to roll down his face.
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