Yet he wielded it as though it were a sword, which made him question if the Magical Swordsman trait had truly taken effect.
Jaran shook his head. The Path traits were absolute.
Not even a talented individual like Ezekiel could make it work h..
He paused.
When did he begin to think of Ezekiel as a talented individual?
Wasn't Ivory a talented Magical Swordsman because she had awakened a Rank Two Path Triat at Rank One?
Jaran unconsciously reached for his neck, grabbed it, and began breathing heavily.
He felt a suffocating pressure pressing down against his shoulders.
He could barely breathe.
Was this how it felt to fight against someone who had overcome destiny?
Jaran couldn't believe he would ever feel this way.
Click!
The door swung open.
A nurse entered the room, pushing a tray ahead of her.
Jaran switched off his phone and set it down on a table.
The Nurse halted beside his bed and placed a small table over him. Then, she put food and drinks on top of it.
