"DING!!"
Hartmord managed to block the attack, but he didn't rejoice. His whole body was trembling, at that exact moment, he saw the Greatsword in front of his face, a feeling that he had already forgotten. If not for his body instinctively moved to block the attack, he probably dead by now.
The fear and risk that always accompanied him when he was still adventuring, came back to him like a tide. Although he was trembling in fear, over time he was starting to get excited.
Seeing his friends start smiling, Nedes was not surprised. His friend Hartmord was like this, even in their younger days, when they were facing stronger enemies, and facing immense pressure. He can exert more power than he currently possessed, like berserk skill but better. As long as you can't kill him in one hit, he
