C791 CHAPTER791 TWO FACTIONS

Jasiah Smith unleashed a hysterical roar, his voice thick with unwillingness and rage.

But alas, his fate was sealed. His time had come.

"If only you were a bit stronger, you might have offered me a decent challenge for my saber."

"What a shame I have no use for such a feeble whetstone!"

Sam Moreels stretched, then casually tossed his sword. With precision