Chapter 46
Riamon watched his trembling wrist, cold sweat dripping down his face.
‘A greatsword imbued with aura just got snapped in half…?’
If he hadn’t loosened his grip on the greatsword, his wrist would have broken too. With that kind of power, even a glancing blow would sever limbs. Realizing he might die, Riamon heightened his focus and leaped back to create distance.
Thud!
The Watcher filled its maw with blue flames.
“Damn, a breath attack.”
If it’s an area attack, there’s no way to avoid it. The greatsword was now reduced to the size of a face, utterly inadequate for blocking flames. As Riamon frantically searched for a new strategy, the Watcher’s head was engulfed in blue flames.
Whoosh!
The Watcher thrashed about, trying to extinguish the flames, and Riamon’s eyes widened in confusion.