Nightmare, Alex's sword unleashed a bright red glow that illuminated his armor.
Before Obed could react, Alex had closed the gap, cut down his men and was currently pulling out his sword from the last gold-ringed warrior.
Fear crept into his soul. It was like black tentacles drilled deep into his white soul, turning it black and filling it with so much fear that Obed's bones grew cold. He could feel it as if literal ice was inside his flesh!
Asher swung his sword over his shoulder and approached the village chief with his vanguards right behind him. Obed took two steps back as his instincts yelled at him to run but as he turned his head, he saw the triangular tip of the 7-foot-tall knight's broadsword before his neck!
Gulp!
The man swallowed.
All of a sudden, before Alex's eyes, the man burst into sand and began to move away. Asher couldn't believe his eyes but he still ran after the moving sand.
