With no alternative, the eight swordsmen scrambled to retreat, raising their swords in unison. Brilliant sword light flared as they desperately tried to counter the incoming blow.
Boom!
But their efforts were in vain. The sword light shattered in an instant. Kishor's fist slammed into the ground with earth-shattering force, creating a massive hundred-meter crater.
The eight swordsmen were sent hurtling through the air, crashing to the ground in disarray, their bodies battered and broken.
Stefan's brows furrowed slightly, his expression darkening with seriousness.
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