“Move aside! I am Kael Windham, young master of Sacred Sword Manor. Bring Jared Chance to me!” Swords clanged and disciples barked orders as the arrogant voice out through the commotion outside the gate.
Narrowing his eyes, Jared rose in unison with Lyra. At the entrance stood a silk-robed youth who had just kicked two Sword Sect disciples into the dust.
The man was Kael. A dozen guards in black hovered behind him, their auras sharp and disciplined. They were in the Earthly Immortal Realm.
Word of Jared and Corin’s injuries had emboldened Kael, and had come to challenge the Sword Sect.
“Where’s Jared? Hiding in like a coward?!” Kael sneered. His gaze finally landed on the approaching youth. “I thought you were dead,” chuckled. “I heard the beating you took was pretty severe.”
Jared stepped in front of Lyra, energy coiling silently within him. “You’ve broken into our compound. State your business.”
He could sense that, though Kael was only a Fourth-level Earth Immortal, the sword intent radiating from was razor-keen, the mark of countless hours of training.
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