C189 Stormsand Died and Everyone Retreated

"Puchi!" A loud sound was heard as the sharp, tyrannical blade made a deep cut on Stormsand's right shoulder, but the wooden sword of the Sacred Assembly missed its target.

Stormsand moved to the side, covering his shoulder and sucking in a breath of cold air. He didn't care much about a small wound in order to avoid being struck by a blade or a sword