Enaricus flinched, arms sweeping up in a desperate cross-guard.
Boom!
Impact thundered through the square, hurling him backward once more, armor denting, bones rattling-while dust spiraled skyward like applause for the young man who refused to stop advancing.
Enaricus skidded backward across the ravaged air, more than three hundred yards before frictionless void finally surrendered its grip and let him stop.
He was uninjured, yet both arms throbbed. Tremors rippled down to his fingertips, protesting Jared's last strike.
RESTRICTED CONTENT
Sorry, this chapter is locked. Only readers with active membership account can access this page.
Visit https://virtual-novel.net/donate/ to have active membership account.
Alternative site is available for free readers (no regular updates for some titles)
OR LOGIN: