บท 165: Hyldýpi starir vitur augu (part-4)

Xue frowned as he stood on top of the main mast, his eyes trained forward into the distance.

'A couple of hours and I will reach them, but I can no longer contain my curiosity.'

'My Lord was strangely excited and angry and has ordered me to reach them post haste.'

'I hope they are doing well.'

Ryan barely managed to raise his weapons to block a sudden attack.

Ryan's hands shook as his muscle cried in pain while being forced to his knees.

'Who the hell is this crazy strong...'

Ryan's thoughts came to a blinding halt upon coming face to face with Shakidra, whose face was smeared with blood as a deranged grin adorned her face.

"Shakidra!"

Ryan's shout broke Shakidra from her blood-fueled rampage as she jumped away from Ryan.

"A thousand pardon Your Holiness, for I mistook you as an enemy."

Ryan shakily stood up as he spoke, "It is alright, though your strength is otherwordly."