Chapitre 111: • The Iron Gauntlet (10)

"Foolish! Ignorant! Stupid! Pompous! Naive!"

Images of his head smashing on the battle ground flashed before Spheris's eyes. The blurry vision, the blood obscuring the blurry vision, the pain that rang all over his body.

However, he remained resolute as he continued down the staircase.

A blade tore into his mind, Linne's blade, swiping in a perfect arc and the Bloodsport's head thumped to the ground after. Following that image was the weapon conjuring Bloodsport being torn into four by giant crimson hands.

Spheris remained resolute.

The sound manipulator's jaw being torn into two by Cerene. The tears falling from her eyes echoing in his head like the last drops of rain after a storm.

Spheris — even when Perichan's scorched face flashed next, tearing at his heart — remained resolute.