Although he had managed to hit Jared, his entire arm felt as if it had been rendered useless. As if it had been scorched by flames, a fiery pain radiated from the palm of his hand.
F*ck! What kind of armor is this guy wearing?!
It's incredibly sturdy, and he even has internal flame protecting him! It seems I can't engage him in close combat!
As Aaron felt a burning sensation in his palm, he was certain he couldn't engage Jared in close combat any longer. It wasn‘t until Jared had been hurled several kilometers away that he managed to steady himself.
What the f*ck did this guy just drink? His whole being was suddenly exuding an aura that could sway one's mind!
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