"You want Dragonmere's treasure?" A sudden laugh rolled out of him. "Then come and take it!"
Before their robes could settle, he blurred, sprinting toward the thinnest segment of the encirclement. That weak spot lay where the white-haired elder was posted.
The elder gave a cold snort and thrust out a palm, raw force billowing ahead of the strike.
Jared chose not to dodge. He took the blow on his chest and, at the same instant, hammered a fist straight for the elder's face.
Bang!
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