Chapter 190: Rising Stars Part III

Jaybird's group was doing fairly well ganging up on the rest of the Terror Ten. Meanwhile, further east from their position, Black Howler was experiencing the opposite for King was throwing body after body at him, wearing him down bit by bit. Or so one might imagine. 

However, Black Howler was a former athlete who was very used to grueling training, the kind that would make lesser men puke blood afterward. 

So this challenge of enemy soldiers coming at him one at a time and then two at a time were no more than practice for the commander behind them. 

One might be wondering why King, an eldritch champion that some believe was equal in caliber to Argonaut, was even bothering with cannon fodder when he'd happily gone toe to toe with Black Howler twice before, even going so far as to gain the advantage against him. 

Well, it had to do with Black Howler's newly unleashed greatsword, the aptly named Joyeuse.