Kapitel 531: Disgusting Disappointment

The cloaked man roared in frustration and swung once more, this time faster, his blade leaving a blur of silver in its wake as it came down.

Northern met the attack with his Dark Mortal Blade, their swords clashing in a violent burst of sparks.

The force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the air, and for a brief moment, the two warriors were locked in place, their blades grinding against one another.

The man gritted his teeth, his maroon eyes burning with rage. "Stop dodging, damn you!" he spat, pushing against Northern's blade with all his might.

Northern's eyes, however, were calm.

He tilted his head slightly, studying the man's face—his posture, his tension.

It was clear that the man was relying on sheer brute force now, trying to overpower him.

But power alone would never be enough.

Northern then raised a brow in confusion, pausing to ask the man.

"I don't understand. Why are you not using your talent?"