Chapter 46- Half-Zombie (Part 3)
Asher's body moved instinctively as he guarded his vitals with his sword. However, the punch still connected with his arms as an intense pain ran through his body. He felt as if he was hit by a train rather than a fist.
"UGH!!" Groaning audibly, he was pushed back.
'Ugh! My arm!' Yelling in his head, Asher looked down. His right arm had a huge bruise covering it. It didn't take a genius to see that it was broken.
"Oof, broken arm? No good. You can't fight with your left arm, can you?" Toma said in a mocking tone. "You are as good as dead now without that little toy of yours."
"Hah… Hah… You think so?"
"I don't think so, I know it." Toma retorted as he looked at his guards. "That's why, this duel ended with my win. A swordsman without an arm is nothing. That's why, I will spare us this fight and end it swiftly."
