Shepard glanced at the short and stout man.
He was probably the Sanctuary level cultivator Fiona was talking about.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe team of soldiers standing behind them were all armed to the teeth with various weapons and explosives.
Shepard sighed. "Please just leave. | don't want to hurt anyone."
His words made Fiona flare up in fury at once. "Lance!"
Lance, the short and stout man, took a step forward. Spiritual pressure surged out of him, forming a gigantic hand that reached out
to grab at Shepard.
Wilbur scrambled to hide in a corner as a cold, cruel smile appeared on Fiona's face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust then, the Nature Longsword lit up and swung toward the gigantic hand.
The hand was crushed with a deafening noise, and Lance retreated in shock.
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