Chapter 217
If there was one thing that gave Ronan an edge in this fight, it was the flawless execution of his Switched Skill.
In a battlefield littered with debris, fallen comrades, and jagged terrain, the skill's potential was unleashed in full force.
The air trembled as the two sides collided with unparalleled intensity, each blow, parry, and strike sending shockwaves through the shattered earth.
The devastation spread like wildfire, consuming the already ravaged land, leaving scorched craters and shattered stones in its wake.
As Ronan fought, his mind raced even amid the chaos. He scanned the battlefield, looking for familiar faces—but Clara and Aiden were nowhere in sight. He had checked moments ago, and now they were absent again.
Most likely, they were busy elsewhere, handling threats beyond his current vision. He could only hope they were faring better than he was.
