Chapter 60: A Purchase Well Made

The extraction began and a bar appeared, displaying how much time was left.

After about thirty seconds, the Runic Sword materialized in his grasp.

The blade gleamed with a fierce, red energy, causing the air in the surroundings to vibrate softly.

With a slight tremor, he passed the weapon to Floozk, who held it, feeling the blade vibrate in his grip.

He gave an approving nod as a deadly grin spread across his face. He lifted the sword high, and with a single swing, unleashed a blazing arc of crimson energy that tore through Damon's men, cutting them down in an instant.

Blood sprayed across the floor, painting the dark walls in ominous streaks of red.

As the remaining thugs scattered, some ran for the back exit.

Floozk advanced through the crowd with his bodyguards clearing his path. Reaching the rear exit, he spotted Damon scrambling into a black car, revving the engine in a last attempt to escape.