Alec Ward was surrounded by enemies on all sides, but he showed no fear. He had a malevolent look on his face as he gripped his sword tightly.
Like a crazed madman, Alec brandished his sword toward the enemies, disregarding the wounds on his body. He didn't even bother to put up a defense, earning him more sword cuts.
"Young Master, be careful!" His servants cried out when they noticed a Level 3 Esper charging toward Alec.
"Young Master, behind you! Escape quickly!"
Their warnings fell on deaf ears as Alec continued waving his sword around.
A bald soldier smirked derisively as he slashed his sword at Alec. "Die, idiot!" He shouted.
Alec felt goosebumps all over his body and he instinctively evaded to the side. However, the enemy's sword still managed to cut off one of his arms, sending it flying into the air!
