บท 3212: A Father's Fury (7)

Ger'Ain looked at Leonel's vain attempts as though he relished in them. The more Leonel struggled, the more chances he would get to make this man truly regret the things that he had done. 

However… 

SHIIIING! 

Leonel ripped the spear through his body, curving it up and through his collarbone. 

Ger'Ain stood frozen in shock. 

His spear was more like a glaive than it was a real spear. It only had one truly sharp edge while the other side was blunt, and at the moment, the sharp edge was pointed down to the ground. 

That meant that for Leonel to pull himself off of the spear, he had actually forcefully destroyed large segments of his body with nothing more than the blunt edge of the blade. 

Not only that, but he had basically cut himself in two while doing it. 

He fell to the ground, trying to do so on two feet, only for half of his torso to spill over to one side, pooling out with his blackened, atrophied inner organs.