Capítulo 228: What's My Name?

Cressida's eyes grew wide at the sight. Instead of an arm, what got in their gazes was a blob of black blood. Half her forearm shouldn't have vanished then and there, no? No, it didn't vanish. It was taken off without another word.

Her gaze landed on what Keagan used to attack her. From a peripheral vision, it looked like a piece of dirty wood. She didn't realize it was Petyr's sword covered in mud. Elijah must have deliberately thrown his sword toward Keagan the first time he went down. This woman was incredibly as scheming as the man she was known to be with the longest.

It was only then it sank in. Keagan mercilessly hacked half of her forearm off! 

"Wretched beast!" Cressida screamed, and Keagan responded with a backhand swing of the sword. The sword was broken in half so it didn't have enough reach. Still, Keagan's fast reflex made Cressida pull away a second too late. The broken blade's tips cut across her nose bridge, drawing more blood.