Bab 177: Stubborn Fool

Velara stood firm, gripping Stormbreaker, her gaze locked onto Thalor and Garruk. The battlefield around her was in ruins, with debris and the aftermath of dark magic scattered across the dwarven defenses. The air was thick with tension, and she knew she couldn't take them both down alone—not without help.

Above her, the low hum of the AC-130 could barely be heard over the chaos below. It was circling at high altitude, preparing to engage. Vincent's reinforcements were finally making their presence known, and the support from above would give her the edge she needed.

Thalor moved quickly, his twin blades flashing in the dim light. He was fast—too fast for most to track—but Velara wasn't most. As he darted toward her, aiming for a strike to her side, she swung Stormbreaker with precision. The crackling energy of her warhammer collided with Thalor's blades, sending sparks flying as the assassin was forced back, barely managing to keep his balance.