Capítulo 148: 'Justice'

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Fray's sword slashed the wind faster than a bullet, aiming to decapitate Dale during his moment of momentary 'carelessness'…

"DIE!"

He poured his everything into this one move, brutality and anger moved his body forward in a way he never thought possible.

His reason was completely gone, rage dictated his actions...

For the first time in his life, or perhaps for as long as he could remember, Fray lost his cool-headedness. 

As even during his most excruciating fights, Fray kept his cool...

Because he learned, or at least had been forced to stay calm whenever he held his blade.

As the sharp glimmer of its edge signified an oath and a promise he made for himself when he started training all those years ago...

/SMASH!/

But just when the blue sword was a palm away from his neck, Dale's hand came crashing down.

"?!"

/Fwosh…/

/CRACK!/