KACHAK!
The energy barrier resisted for a fleeting heartbeat, then shattered like brittle glass, shards of light dissolving into the dark.
Riven's fist drove forward, unstoppable, sinking into Dreadmark's chest with a sickening crunch.
The general's ribs buckled inward, the impact reverberating through his frame like the strike of a Warhammer.
His eyes widened, a flash of shock betraying centuries of battle-hardened instincts.
In a desperate twist, Dreadmark shifted his weight, muscles straining as he angled his body to shield his heart.
The fist tore into his lungs instead, a calculated sacrifice born of experience. His breath hitched, blood welling in his throat as the force of Riven's blow surged through him.
BANGG!
Puff Kwaaackk!
Dreadmark flew backward, his body a broken marionette hurled through the air.
Blood sprayed from his lips in crimson arcs, splattering the cracked pavement below.
