Chapitre 160: Accepting One's Fate Part Two

Fell's eyes glinted as a sharp intent was reflected on them. His left arm was trembling, and a buzzing noise was escaping from his flesh as the flying sword was cutting his flesh to get out.

His left arm flashed forward with his hand forming a knife palm. A vicious howl escaped his throat as he threw everything he had in this last attack. Right after he finished sending his attack; his left arm exploded and turned into a mush of broken bones and mangled flesh.

A screeching sound escaped from what was left of it, and a bloodied sword flew out of his arm to defend its master.

But it was too late, Fell's right hand had already plunged deep inside the white-robed youth who didn't have any strength to defend himself. Fell's attack pierced through his chest, and impaled his heart in one swift motion.