Kapitel 984: The Four Cardinals

As the inquisitor dragged Arad on the steps to the stage, the women started ululating, cheering her victory.

Thud! Arad smacked his hand on the steps, standing up with a quick punch toward the inquisitor's lower back. Her eyes shifted back, jumping up to dodge the punch. She had realized why Arad wasn't knocked out, it was the large muscles of his neck, that dampened the impact to his skull.

While mid-air, she swung her sword down at Arad's shoulder, aiming to cut him open. But Arad lifted his hand, catching her blade mid-air with one hand. She gasped, "By the sword?!" Arad's arm was reaching its limit, but with how he was hunched, he could lift the inquisitor by her sword. "Do you drink oil?!"

Not having time to figure out where Arad's raw power was coming from, she swung her leg at his open face. But just before her foot could kiss his face, he disappeared.