บท 417: Trap of Memories - III

Blood dripped through the other end of the sword and dripped on the floor and Alan regained his senses and was about to pull out his sword.

But Asher grabbed his hand and started using his aura and Alan felt a huge burden on his body.

Alan panicked as he tried to step back but suddenly, he saw Asher twist his entire arm.

He raised his sword and pierced it through Alan's forearm.

"Aaarrghh," Alan screamed with pain as the pain of having his arm twisted was amplified as he saw Asher's black sword impale his arm.

"What is he doing?"

The crowd was confused, but Asher looked at Alan as his eyes became even colder.

The color of everything around him faded, as he heard Alan's scream.

"I wonder...," Asher muttered.

Asher grabbed Alan by his neck with his sword stuck in Alan's arm and pulled out Alan's sword from his stomach.