After dozens of brutal exchanges, the chance finally came.
Marshal Stone drove out another full-power tyrant punch. The force of it surged like a tide, crushing pressure spreading in every direction. Then the old strength spent itself, and the new strength had not yet risen. In the instant he drew back and turned sideways, his body stalled for the smallest beat.
The flaw opened!
Jared's gaze snapped tight. He caught the battle opportunity that might not come again in a thousand chances. His body blurred in an instant, leaving an afterimage in place while his true body slipped in like a ghost along Marshal Stone's side.
Chaos-flame erupted wildly along the Dragonslayer Sword. Purple fire wrapped the entire blade, scorching heat pressing outward, while the edge fixed with perfect accuracy on the soft gap beneath Marshal Stone's right ribs.
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