The blade-flares slammed into his back and left side, carving two deep gashes into his body.

Golden blood poured from the wounds and splattered onto the ground.

A muffled grunt escaped Jared as his body staggered once, but he still refused to fall.

He spun and blasted the elder on the left away with a single palm strike.

At that moment, Hadrian charged in.

His war axe crashed down toward the middle elder’s head.

The elder jolted and barely managed to raise his sword in time.