The sword shadow struck home, yet the sword failed to pierce.
Jared's face went rigid. The Dragonslayer Sword was a spiritual sword, able to cleave iron like warm butter; stone should have crumbled. Instead, the blade skidded off as if striking tempered steel.
While shock jolted through him, the statue‘s sword darted for his abdomen.
Jared kicked off the floor, flying backward. But the stone golem burst forward with uncanny speed.
Thud!
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