章 90: Clash of titans (9)

Despite everything—the blood loss, the fatigue, the gnawing ache of his crippled hand—Jaemin knew he couldn't afford to falter. Seung had released all his clones, spreading them across the battlefield.

If that wasn't a testament to the gravity of the situation, nothing was.

A deep sense of responsibility settled within him, driving him to straighten his back and push through the searing pain.

"I can still fight," Jaemin muttered under his breath, eyes narrowing as he scanned the battle unfolding before him. The clone danced between the carriers with deadly precision, forcing them to stay on the defensive. They had no room to attack, not with the clone's flawless movements blocking every avenue they tried to exploit. His strategy was clear—force them into a defensive stance, where they could only survive by holding back, unable to launch a proper offense.