Before anyone could even comprehend what had transpired, Jared stood among the chaos, Dragonslayer Sword in hand, its blade still dripping with fresh blood.
Gasp!
Every disciple of Pathfinder Sect drew in a sharp breath, their initial frustration now replaced by utter astonishment.
Just moments ago, they were irate because Jared looked down on them, but now, they stood in awe. Witnessing a Third Level Tribulator dispatch a Fourth Level Tribulator with such precision and speed left them speechless.
Even for a Fifth Level Tribulator, such a feat would be impressive, but Jared had accomplished it effortlessly.
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