บท 983: Holy Goddess

Arios twisted nimbly in the air, sliding past Gale's spear strikes with an eerie calm. His two black knives danced, deflecting decapitating blows while delivering piercing strikes.

Gale should have had the ultimate advantage, as a spear wielder, given his advantage of range, he should have been toying with Arios. Yet, Arios was simply too skilled. With his fighting experience, how could he not have long since gotten use to fighting with a range handicap?

Thor watched from the ground, fighting intent brewing in his eyes. He was a spear fanatic, how could he not want to fight another spear user? Unfortunately, it wasn't his turn. He had no choice but to focus on commanding his regiment. With Arios and Caedlum fighting, they were missing two generals, so Thor had to pick up the slack.

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