The four Wardens moved at the same time. They were as fast as lightning.
Their spears carried black ghostly miasma as they drove straight at Jared. Where the spears passed, the air tore open, and the ground below was ripped into deep trenches.
Jared didn't dodge. He raised the Dragonslayer Sword and brought it down in a single slash.
The purple blade-flare collided with the four spears. There was no explosion. No earthshaking blast. Against the chaotic force, those spears were nothing but rotten wood, and they snapped apart in an instant.
The blade-flare kept driving forward and blasted all four Wardens off their feet. They slammed into the ground hard. Blood burst from their mouths.
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