Kapitel 70: The Tyrant Gambit

The world blurred.

Zarenth shot forward with unreal speed, his claws carving through the first enemy like paper.

SPLAT-SPLAT!!

Blood spattered across the ground as his blade followed, severing limbs and armor with precision and brutality.

He was a force of nature—unstoppable, untouchable.

The enemies attempted to counter, but they couldn't keep up. Zarenth weaved through their strikes with effortless grace, his dragonic form allowing him to overpower them blow for blow.

"You call yourselves warriors?" Zarenth bellowed, his voice echoing across the battlefield.

He grabbed one enemy by the throat, lifting him off the ground and slamming him down with bone-shattering force.

SHUDDER!!!

The ground split open beneath the impact.

"Pathetic."

Another lunged at him, but Zarenth turned, swinging his sword.

CLACK!!