The Man’s Decree

“Scram now if you want me to spare your lives,” Jared said icily while glaring at them. The two individuals paused briefly before erupting into laughter.

“Are you out of your mind? Do you think we need you to spare us when you already look like. cr*p? I could finish you off with just one swing. of my sword!” Ronan exclaimed, raising his sword threateningly toward Jared.

Upon realizing that Jared posed no real threat, he grew overconfident. In his eyes, Jared was nothing more than a defenseless prey, ready to be conquered.

In response, Jared brought his fingers together and swiftly flicked his hand. A dazzling beam of golden light shot forth, followed by the descending Dragonslayer Sword. Its gleaming blade resembled a cascading silver waterfall, slicing through the air with unrivaled power.

Ronan froze for a moment, feeling an overwhelming sense of danger from above. The terror of that impending doom sent shivers down his spine.

light descending from the sky. This sudden twist of events drained the color from his face, and panic

aura of imminent death. At this moment, he

his palm, directing the Dragonslayer Sword toward Ronan’s head! Jared knew he had to take advantage of the man’s

before him. Ronan, seeing the incoming

Ronan’s body, eliciting a cry of shock. Although his head remained intact, Ronan’s arm was instantly severed and fell

Dragonslayer Sword. Meanwhile, Grant watched Jared in astonishment. He never

revealed his formidable defense and that he was not one to be underestimated or taken lightly. Ronan hurriedly tended to his wounds, his gaze filled

all along. You weren’t injured at all,” remarked Grant, realizing that Jared was not only unharmed but also possessed greater

two. “You wanted to take my head in exchange for resources, right? Now