Liam inspected the Warrior's corpse with astute eyes.
He was lying limp on the ground, his right temple caved in, his body twitching now and again.
Brain juice mixed with blood leaked from the grievous wound, and the man's dark eyes were devoid of life.
In the end, Liam didn't need to use his forged item to kill the Warrior.
In the first place, his opponent's right cheekbone was partly broken and weakened.
All it took was a powerful strike to shatter it completely.
Despite his victory, Liam's complexion paled significantly, his body covered with shades of purple and green bruises.
But his worst wound stemmed from his right hand fingers.
They were utterly flaccid and limp, broken from the base. Even his knuckles were cracked, and half of his hand wasn't movable.
'I'll have to get that fixed,' Liam thought with a slight scowl.
It definitely was healable, but Liam wouldn't be able to wield his katana for some time.
