'It's either me or them,' Nero repeated the thought before he threw lunar daggers one after the other.
Nero was up against murderers who deserved nothing short of death, but killing them was still a burden since it was his first time consciously taking human life.
'It's either me or them,' he repeated as he watched from behind the growing shield two of the four individuals he targeted meet their end.
A moment later, the lunar shield shattered as the murky grey glow engulfed him, forcing his body to slow down like the very air around him had turned heavy and viscous.
Grant shattered the shield with the first blow and aimed to slice off Nero's right arm with the second blow.
But Nero was prepared for the exchange, as he had used the shield to cover the sword switch. Before the shield even shattered, he had swung his blade at Grant, his body shifting to the side, all the while, his right hand shot forth to defend against any of the two blades.
