CHAPTER 28
Lord Drown stared at the intruder as if he were beholding an unforeseen prodigy. The man before him was much taller than he. His clothes were those of a bounty hunter, as was the strange ornate mask with the creepy slit in its visor, but the jump he had just performed hadn’t been slowed down by any propulsion system. This betrayed his true nature: a Guardian. Another that had somehow escaped the imperial purge.
He charged at him head first, rotating the tip of his hilt at the very last second, in an attempt to take him by surprise. But he failed.
A golden energy blade shone, parrying Drown’s blow into a deadlock. Yet, the masked man had no intention of dueling and did not waste any more time. He raised his other hand, altering the matter between them. A loud roar tore through
