NovelEnglishUnlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE His technique, Phantom Blade, was a series of deceptive moves with over a dozen 1/3 +25 BONUS Chapter 944 variations. It was a martial arts masterpiece. In Westhaven, no one had ever escaped its reach. Obviously, no one had ever predicted the direction of his blade either.
But now, as if to mock his confidence, Carissa's whip danced through the air like a net, casting even more sweeping shadows than Icarus' Phantom Blade. In close combat, his massive blade was useless. Meanwhile, her whip could extend or retract, as well as switch between soft and rigid, and every move of hers aimed straight for his neck.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBarely able to lift his blade, he could only use the hilt to block, unable to land a proper strike. He struggled to defend himself, unable to even spare a glance at the others.
Why hadn't anyone cto help? Icarus didn't know how many attacks he had blocked, but with each one, he was pushed further back. Desperately, he tried to create sdistance, but Carissa kept the pressure on, her whip striking relentlessly. He had already been hit several times, each lash leaving his body burning with pain.
At that moment, the pride and confidence of Westhaven's greatest fighter was shattered, destroyed by the relentless, almost insulting way Carissa wielded her whip.
And now, Icarus feared he might not escape tonight. If they got their hands on him... the consequences for tomorrow's negotiations were too dire to even consider.
As his thoughts grew more frantic, his focus slipped. He made more and more mistakes, and eventually, there was no way to dodge the whip. It wrapped around him like a serpent, tightening around his neck. With one sharp pull, Carissa yanked him forward. Her hand moved like lightning, ripping the tattered black cloth off his face.
His entire face was exposed under the dim glow of the carriage's lantern.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Commander Icarus," Carissa said, flashing him a smile. "I appreciate the challenge." She tightened the whip again, spun him around, and forced him to look at the fallen suicide soldiers behind him. Most of them were down, with only three or four still standing, struggling in vain to escape. Meanwhile, the coachman and the swordswoman moved with ease, as if waiting for something.
Fear wrapped around Icarus like the dark night itself, suffocating and cold. He barely had tto process this when the sound of hooves shattered the silence of the night, breaking through the lingering bloodlust. His face turned pale and he could barely breathe.
"Commander Sinclair!"
A horse galloped toward them, its rider quickly dismounting. Behinch him, Senty horses follone than tw each carrying a member of the Capital Guard. "What happened?"
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