HBWnovel Chapter 72 • The Guardians Got Their Rematch
Chapter 72 • The Guardians Got Their Rematch
Ember and Gedion closed in on Toren, their eyes glinting. The battle had been fierce, each clash of blades or strikes of brute force shaking the very ground beneath them. But now, they were willing to give it theor all to emerge victorious. Toren, with his massive hammer in hand, gripped it tightly, his knuckles white with tension.
With a thunderous roar, he swung it at Ember, aiming to shatter his opponent in one crushing blow.
Ember, however, had other plans. In that critical moment, his instincts took over. His enhanced reflexes allowed him to react with lightning speed. With a burst of energy, he met the descending hammer with his open palm.
There was a deafening explosion of force as Ember's superhuman strength collided with the hammer's deadly momentum. The colossal weapon shattered into pieces, the debris flying in all directions like deadly shards. Toren was thrown back by the sheer force of the impact, landing several yards away in a cloud of dust.
Toren stumbled to his feet, his eyes wide with disbelief, his grip now empty. He couldn't fathom how his mighty hammer had been so effortlessly destroyed.
Toren muttered in sheer disbelief, "Impossible..." His voice was filled with awe and a touch of desperation.
Before he could gather his wits, Gedion was upon him. The agile warrior moved with blinding speed, his twin short blades a blur of steel.
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Gedion taunted Toren, "Did you forget about me, Mr. Smasher?" His words carried a hint of playful mockery.
Gedion attacked with deadly accuracy, aiming for several crucial spots in Toren's body. Blood sprayed as Gedion's blades hit their target repeatedly. Toren's armor, previously spotless, now had deep, fatal cuts, and his once proud body was now covered in wounds.
The intense clash had left splatters of Toren's blood all over the battlefield. Toren, now severely wounded and disarmed, fell to his knees. His strength drained, he looked up at Ember and Gedion, his eyes filled with resignation.
Ember and Gedion shared a brief glance, their expressions calm yet commanding.
Toren musterd up his strength and got back in his knees taking on a battle stance, wanting to use his fists since his hammer had been shattered.
"Don't think you've won yet just because you destroyed my hammer," he growled at Ember and Gedion as he launched himself at them with clenched fists.
Rokar, his stance defiant, sneered at his opponents. "You two again? Do you honestly think this time will be any different? I defeated you before, and I'll do it again."
Finn, his imposing black armor reflecting the moonlight in a haunting display, chuckled darkly. "You seem rather confident, but the results this time might leave you dissapointed."
Luna grinned mischievously. "Hey, guess what? We've got Finn and his massive sword on our side. You're in for a rough ride!"
Finn, his imposing black armor reflecting the moonlight in a haunting display, raised his massive greatsword high above his head. The blade shimmered with a sinister energy, and the very ground beneath him seemed to tremble in anticipation. With a fierce battle cry, he brought the greatsword crashing down towards Rokar.
The impact of Finn's attack created a shockwave that rippled through the ground, sending tremors in all directions. Massive craters formed where the blade hit, the earth itself unable to withstand the sheer force of his strikes. Rokar, nimble and agile, danced away from each blow, narrowly avoiding certain death.
But even when he countered, the tremendous power behind Finn's attacks sent bone-cracking shocks through his body, leaving him staggering and gasping for breath.
Luna, a striking figure in her own black armor adorned with a radiant blue crystal on her chest, stood ready beside Finn. Her weapon of choice was quite different from Finn's, a sleek and elegant device that emitted beams of pure, intense light.
As Rokar tried to deflect her attacks with his sword, the laser-like beams pierced through his blade as if it were made of paper, leaving him wounded and bleeding.
Caught off guard by a particularly powerful blast, Rokar lost his balance, teetering precariously on one leg.
Finn, ever the observant fighter, noticed Rokar's momentary lapse in focus. As Rokar narrowly dodged one of Finn's massive swings, Finn's thoughts raced.
"Now's my chance. He's off balance."
Seizing the opportunity, Finn swung his colossal greatsword with all his might. The blade sliced through Rokar's right leg like a hot knife through butter. Rokar's agonized scream filled the night as he collapsed to the ground, unable to stand.
Luna, her azure crystal glowing brightly, aimed her gauntlet towards the fallen foe. She released a colossal beam of pure light directly at Rokar's head. The intensity of the attack was overwhelming, and in an instant, it connected with Rokar's skull, obliterating it in a blinding flash.
The battlefield fell into a profound silence once more, the echoes of the battle now just a memory. Finn and Luna, their dark armor contrasting the lunar landscape, stood victorious over the evaporating ashes of their opponent.