Chapter 227
Bron's fists glowed with radiant white energy, his gauntlets wrapped in a holy aura as he charged headlong into the dreadknight.
Every swing of his fist shook the air, colliding with the monstrous knight's obsidian armor in bursts of light and sparks.
It was close-quarter combat, the kind Bron thrived in—yet it quickly became clear this was no ordinary opponent.
The dreadknight was fast. Far too fast.
Faster than anything Bron had ever fought before.
Before he could land his second punch, the monster slipped through his guard with unnatural agility, weaving like a shadow between his strikes.
Its armored fist lashed forward, enhanced by a surge of pure darkness. The blow carried a weight that could crush stone into dust.
Bron's instincts screamed.
Planting both feet firmly on the ground, he raised his gauntlet. White light bloomed around him as the dreadful impact slammed into his guard.
