Chapter 49: Edward Vs Coco
A sharp crack echoed beneath Edward’s feet as he launched forward—lightning fast. Coco reacted instantly, leaping to meet him mid-air.
Their fists collided.
A shockwave erupted, tearing through the battlefield like a thunderclap. Dust and debris spiraled outward as soldiers and rogues alike shielded their faces. The sheer force of the impact split the ground beneath them.
Edward struck first. His punch slammed into Coco’s rib cage, the impact echoing through the air with a metallic clang. Coco grunted but immediately retaliated, swinging his elbow toward Edward’s face.
Edward tilted his head slightly to allow the blow to graze by, then twisted his torso, driving a brutal knee into Coco’s gut.
Coco staggered back, coughing. The sheer force of Edward’s strike reverberated through his armor, causing a tremor in the metal plates.
Edward didn’t wait; he pressed forward, his blows precise and relentless. Each strike forced Coco further onto the defensive. His boots skidded backward, kicking up dust clouds as people on the battlefield scattered, running for cover.
"Hey! Clear the area!" the Lieutenant shouted, gesturing for the Rangers to evacuate the civilians. As they rushed to safety, their eyes darted back to the fight, and they silently cheered for their General.
A heavy right hook struck Coco’s helmet with a deafening clang. Before he could recover, Edward’s follow-up kick sent him hurtling across the battlefield, his boots digging trenches into the dirt. He tumbled and finally crashed hard onto the ground.
For the first time in the battle, Coco smiled—a bitter, knowing smirk. "So, you’ve finally stopped holding back your punches."
Edward’s expression was inscrutable, but his voice was icy. "I no longer see you as my brother."