Chapitre 751: The Brutes.

His hand smashed into the black-scaled brute's face. The two body parts made violent contact with it each other. A spark was created, which was followed by an explosion. The black-scaled brute was knocked flying by the force of the explosion. He flew just as the other brute landed on the ground in a heap of broken flesh. Soverick flexed his arm as he turned to the first brute that he attacked.

"That is not good." He muttered after observing his hand.

He didn't come out unscathed from the short exchange of blows. He was the one that did most of the dishing out but his hand suffered for his generosity. His hand was crushed. He had damaged his arm simply by punching the black-scaled brute.