Mane And Abelard Part III

In less than a minute, the 25 profound wielders were reduced to less than ten men, and Mane and Abelard didn’t even look exhausted. They breezed their way through the battlefield as though it was an amusement park and felt no pity for their enemies. But Mane had his brows furrowed. After he killed another wielder, he flung his sword towards an approaching profound wielder and ended the man’s life. However once he flung his sword, he ducked to avoid the sneaky blow that was heading his way. He leapt backwards and sent his elbow crashing into the midsection of the shadowy figure that thought it could reap some benefits from the chaotic battlefield. He then held the arm of the assassin and pried the strange looking dagger out of his hand. He expressionlessly stabbed the dagger into the man’s shoulder and then held him by the neck.

“You should wait your turn” he stated coldly and threw the assassin deeper into the forest. The unfortunate man struck s