Chapter 35: A Sword's Name

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Lars thrown off by a powerful attack and sent crashing on a giant stone pillar. Pain spread all over his back and the fall did the same on his front. He was dirtied by the settling dusts and rubbles. His clothes tattered and his breaths were in erratic rhythm. Two figures approached Lars with their weapons drawn. Mell was carrying a giant morning star mace that rested on his shoulder, the handle was redwood colored and almost as tall as his gigantic self was. The enormous spiky head was entirely made up of sharp stones and they glowed amber on every cracks. The stones looked oversized for its mace handle, making it almost like he was wielding a mountain on a stick to Lars. Next to Mell, Vayu was only wielding a long piece of cloth as a weapon, but it was the one that Lars scared the most

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