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.

sky. This sudden twist of events

would exude such a terrifying aura of imminent death. At this moment, he finally realized that Jared

his palm, directing the Dragonslayer Sword toward Ronan’s head! Jared knew he had to take advantage of the man’s carelessness and end the fight swiftly by: killing him in one

him. Ronan, seeing the incoming torrent of light, swiftly brandished his long sword, attempting to defend himself against the light that the Dragonslayer sword

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

Jared in astonishment. He never expected Jared to possess

be underestimated or taken lightly. Ronan hurriedly tended

Grant, realizing that

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