Chapter 832: War [8]

BOOOOOOOOM!

The ringing of the explosion signaled the beginning of a single second that Jean considered more important than his entire life leading up to the moment.

Geralt's axe made contact with the golden line he'd drawn on Aarish's body.

The two forces resonated, and by some means unknown to anyone but Geralt, a terrifyingly massive force was emitted by their meeting.

The explosion rang out because of this.

Rampant waves of energy spread in all directions, and while most of the formless intent in the air was destroyed by these chaotic fluctuations, one attack continued its trajectory unhindered.

Jean watched it move in slow motion.

Its flight path was perfectly blocked by Geralt's neck.

'Bastard…'

Jean gritted his teeth.

He had to move.

Otherwise, even if Geralt truly died here, his sacrifice would mean nothing.

The claymore in his grip felt heavy. With one hand, it was far more difficult to wield.