Stebarin's confident expression faltered. He hadn't expected Jared to block his attack so effortlessly. Yet he didn't retreat, instead, he cast a new spell.
Crimson arrows materialized between his fingers and shot toward Jared like a murderous storm of rubies.
Gripping the Dragonslayer Sword, Jared moved fluidly through the rain of crimson arrows. His sword technique was fierce beyond measure, each stroke contained tremendous power, severing the crimson arrows one after another.
"Stebarin, your attacks are useless against me!" Jared stated coldly.
An instant later, he blurred from sight, reappearing in a straight dash toward Stebarin. Thrusting out the Dragonslayer Sword at lightning speed, Jared aimed it straight for Stebarin's throat.
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