I Became an Ant Lord, So I Built a Hive Full of Beauties

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With a howl, Grev charged. Both scythes came in from opposite angles. One was high and one low. It is designed to cut and feint, lock and drag, crush and sever.

But Kai’s spear spun in a blur of impossible motion.

Metal screamed on impact. Sparks burst out on clash. Kai parried high with the shaft, ducked low with Adaptive Armor shielding his side, then dropped onto one elbow and kicked upward, his leg extending into Grev’s rib cage.

The crack echoed through the air.

Grev reeled back, mouth bloodied. "You will die for that!"

Kai was already moving. He activated Worker’s Resilience, draining fatigue into temporary power.

+Strength. +Stamina. +Speed.

Every muscle snapped into peak efficiency.

Grev’s next scythe was caught by his hand.

"You call that sharp?" Kai asked, pulling the blade down and twisting it until metal buckled.