Chapter 728
Of course, Ian knew this was not the rational choice.
He was neither under the Blessing of Battle nor activating the Avatar of Platinum, and he wore nothing but Northern formal garb. Whatever supernatural ability the archduke had unleashed did not look like something that could be sustained for long.
Under normal circumstances, he would have deflected that brutish charge first and dragged the fight into a drawn-out battle of endurance.
But that butcher bastard wouldn’t want that, would he?
He had no desire to give Karha an excuse to interfere.
Clicking his tongue inwardly, Ian kept his eyes fixed on the rapidly approaching giant.
Rumble—
Despite his massive frame, Olaf’s charge was vicious and astonishingly fast. Yet to Ian—whose Concentration, Intuition, and even third eye were fully active—it looked slow and obvious.
Of course, if that fist drawn back behind him were to land cleanly, even Ian would not walk away with nothing more than a bruise.