Chapter 215: Return to One, Broken by Two
Chapter 215: Return to One, Broken by Two
Laughter erupted from my chest, wild and thunderous, as I watched Marcus crash through the trees like a broken javelin. Branches snapped. Bark exploded. Dust and leaves scattered in a chaotic storm of his descent.
“That looked like it hurt,” I muttered, grinning wide.
Silver screeched beneath me, wings flaring out.
I leaned forward and gave the mental command. Instantly, he caught the wind and rose, our crimson mist swirling violently behind us. The higher we soared, the stronger the gales became, and soon we were circling like vultures above the crash site, the mist trailing us in a bleeding spiral.
Below, Marcus stirred, debris tumbling off his body. He stood up slowly, blood streaking down his chin, eyes burning with rage. He pointed a trembling finger at me and bellowed, “What kind of man hides behind a beast?! Fight me on your own, coward!”
I chuckled and crossed my arms, standing effortlessly on Silver’s back.
“Old man, you’re already out of breath and now you’re senile too?” My voice carried clearly in the air. “Try not to break your hip charging at me.”
Marcus roared like a beast himself and bolted forward, his feet skimming the forest floor. He gathered speed with terrifying precision, and then, in a flash of essence, his body shot straight upward, a blur of silver steel and momentum.
I narrowed my eyes. “Here he comes.”
As he neared, the air split open with the scream of his blade. A whirl of sword light spun around him. Dozens—no, hundreds—of slashes layered on top of each other, forming a single devastating arc.
“Return to One,” Marcus growled.