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The man’s face tightened as if his own arrogance shocked him. “I do not need their authority for a mere barbarian. Die.”
He drew his sword in a single motion and rushed forward. Aura flooded the blade until the steel blurred, and the thrust carved a line through the air that few could hope to see, much less stop. By personal strength alone, he stood at the highest of the Transcendents, one of the rare beings in the Mortal Realm who could claim almost no equals.
Ketal grimaced and extended his hand. The driving edge halted in his grasp as if clamped in iron. The man’s eyes widened in disbelief. Ketal answered with his fist, and the man’s chest caved under the blow. The heart that drove blood through the body collapsed into pulp, and the body snapped backward as if flung, smashing into the floor hard enough to send cracks through stone. Ketal’s voice remained even.
“I see that your power is similar to that of those at the very top of the Transcendents,” Ketal said.
If this man truly was the highest-level Transcendent, he should have been there when the Mortal Realm struck at Hell. However, Ketal had never seen this one. The man, for his part, clearly did not know Ketal...
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