CRACK-
"Keuk...?!"
Edmar groaned in pain, his face twisted in agony as the sting from his cracked bicep throbbed through his arm!
BAM!
He clenched his jaw and quickly jumped back—letting Kaiser's attack fling him a few meters away to avoid any follow-up and absorb some of the impact.
But—
In doing so, he left something behind... His sword. It was still stabbed into Kaiser's stomach.
And Kaiser didn't waste time—
SHIIIK—!
"Gurgh...!"
Blood trailed down as he gritted his teeth and pulled the blade out with a sharp motion. His face twitched.
He stared at Edmar with blood dripping from his stomach... and now holding two swords, one in each hand.
"I'm going to borrow this for a while."
He declared that with a smirk on his face, raising Edmar's sword slightly in his left hand.
"...!"
"He survived that?!"
"How?!!"
"That kid is sturdy as hell!"
