The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5419

Blades collided, gold light tangled with midnight haze.

Spathe's arms numbed, the jolt drove him back two paces, and pain blossomed across his palms.

Anepan slid in beside his brother, twin swords darting like fanged vipers toward Jared's flanks.

Their synchronized art wove black lines into a suffocating lattice, a cage of wind and steel that closed around him. Yet Dragonslayer Sword seemed alive in his grip-slashing crosswise, stabbing upward, spinning in flashes so bright they seared the eyes.

He flowed through the net's gaps, footwork light as flame, hunting for the single strand whose break would unravel it all.