The moment the cultist spoke, he swung down with a bladed cane aimed at Asura's neck. The blade created a whistling sound as it cut through the air approaching Asura. However, before it could, Grom's Axe smashed into the blade, stopping it from cutting through Asura's neck.
Clang!
With a loud echo, the black axe deflected the cultist's attack.
The blow forced the cultist to jump back, revealing his face. He had pale skin, sunken eyes, dark iris, and blue lips, a shocking look with dark circles around his eyes.
"Grrrr, who are you!" Grom'Gaius lifted his axe, angry at the sudden attack and poison used. He knew the look of that smoke that assaulted Asura. It was the drug that claimed the lives of his brothers.
'This man might have killed them all, but he gave them a warrior's death. He spared those not infected! I will accept my loss.'
