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.

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

of imminent death. At this moment, he finally realized that Jared was far from the weakling he had initially. perceived

Jared knew he had to take advantage of the

with the Dragonslayer Sword, he would not stand a chance against the two men before him. Ronan, seeing the incoming torrent of light, swiftly brandished his

golden radiance pierced through Ronan’s body, eliciting a cry of shock. Although his head remained intact, Ronan’s arm was instantly severed

He never expected Jared to possess the skill to control the treasured sword. and

be underestimated or taken lightly. Ronan hurriedly tended to his wounds, his gaze filled

realizing that Jared was not only

pointing it directly at the two. “You wanted to take my head in exchange for resources, right? Now