With two women relying on his protection and his own fierce determination to survive, Eldric couldn't afford to lose this fight—victory was his only option.
In this critical moment, all distractions evaporated from his mind. Only one thought remained: pummel every last opponent into the ground with everything he had.
Cornered with no way out, his fighting spirit erupted like a volcano. Outnumbered but undaunted, he knew controlling the tempo was crucial—letting his enemies dictate the battle would spell disaster.
First blood meant battlefield advantage. So even as his foes regrouped, fear never touched his heart. With the lethal focus of a hunting panther, he launched forward in a blur of motion.
WHOOSH—one instant he stood still, the next he shot toward the outermost fighter on the ri
