76 - THE NEW ONE

“Was that enough?” an long-faced old man in a black and gray cloak asked in a rough voice, holding a single-edged sword with blue patterns on it. He was tall and slim and had a long ponytail. He suffered some stab wounds and some cuts. The five fingers of his left hand had rings made of different metal. He was Gavin Beyza.

Standing at about fifty feet away from him was a light green-, light white-haired old man who had his ear and his left arm cut from the previous attack. But tree roots rose out of the ground and stitched his left arm and left ear back. He had suffered more wounds than Gavin and lost more blood. As a result, he was gasping. He was Reso Green. He was dressed in violet robes.

There was utter destruction all around those two for hundreds of meters.

Reso snorted. “Fine. I’ll let him be the new one f