Chapter 5530
With only a single stride left between them, Jared lunged. Dragonslayer flashed forward-a streak of silver lightning aimed straight for Cormac’s throat. Cormac’s eyes flared wide. That the young swordsman could still muster an assault after enduring the previous shockwave was something he had never calculated.
He threw his body sideways, desperation twisting his cloak. The move came an instant too late.
Steel bit into his shoulder instead of his neck. Blood erupted-hot, bright, and sudden—spraying across the polished tiles.
A raw scream tore from Cormac’s throat. Reeling, he staggered backward, boots skidding over the bloody marble.
Jared did not relent. He chased like a hurricane, Dragonslayer wheeling in his grip. Each cut released a crescent of sword-light that whistled toward the retreating hall lord. Cormac gathered what remained of his celestial energy, weaving a shaky barrier. But the reservoir was nearly dry; the wall he raised cracked before the first blade even struck.
One arc of light punched cleanly through his forearm. Another grazed his cheek, carving a crimson furrow from ear to jaw.
His frame wobbled like a dying tree. In that instant, he knew the balance of power had shifted beyond repair. “You win today,” Cormac snarled, “but the Celestial Palace will not forget this insult!”
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