บท 231: Affliction

Malachi first hurled his blade at the troll who was still holding on to Opal after he had already asked him to put her down.

Tightening his grip on one of his blades, he hurled the thick cleaver-like short sword at the thick arm holding onto his friend. 

The blade's edge sailed through meat, tendons, and bone as if they were all made of warm butter.

The thick arm holding up Opal came tumbling down to the ground along with an inhuman deluge of blood that only barely missed her.

The chains of Malachi's weapon lengthened themselves extraordinarily, and with his telekinetic powers working in tandem with them, they became even more deadly than normal.

With the first troll still reeling from having his arm cut off, the bladed weapon wrapped around his fat neck almost as if it had a mind of it's own.

Using his own Herculean strength, Malachi yanked hard on the chain and pulled the massive troll clear off his feet and barreling toward him.