The dwarven blood

My attacks on Gold Hand had damaged his insides, and I could see that his hands were trembling.

He could be considered a rather young dwarf since he didn't have a beard, but he was pretty strong!

I also didn't find out how he could cut my hand while I was keeping a grip on his ankle...

I wasn't sure if it was a hidden weapon that he used or some type of technique.

So I had to look out for that certain something.

My body narrowly dodged a shockwave that came from Gold Hand's hammer as he glanced at me and said:

"You are pretty strong, so I will have to take one step further in this fight!"

Red Hand, who was observing the fight from above smiled and told Alliron, who was also looking at our fight from Red Hand's left side:

"It looks like your little subordinate's luck is running out!"

Alliron declined against commenting as he just gave Red Hand a small stare that said:

"Oh is that so?"

Red Hand snorted as he looked back at the fight.

A brown aura engulfed Gold Hand as his eyebrows were
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