Chapitre 274: Selithia

Alex's vision was blurred for a few seconds.

Pain radiated from his shattered wrist, but he pushed it aside and let the Phoenix Flames do their thing.

He couldn't afford to be distracted at this moment.

With a groan, he forced himself out the shallow hole he had created in the mound, clutching Virtue's Edge tightly in his left hand.

The sword remained intact and unharmed from the impact, to Alex's relief.

Gormak lumbered forward, his war hammers twisting back into their original form, a smug grin on his face.

"Looks like this little human isn't so strong after all."

The other three elites fanned out, creating a perimeter around Alex.

Selithia, an elite assassin, moved with the grace of a feline, her daggers at the ready.

She was flanked by Rakul, an archer who nocked an arrow and took aim, and finally, a massive figure stepped forward.