Blades slashed through the air, swords gleamed, and fists shadowed the room in rapid succession.One of the Weber guards even brandished a massive metal hammer, aiming a devastating blow at Chase's skull. He was intent on killing Chase on the spot."Heh, just like ants," Chase muttered, shaking his head. He calmly raised his hand, caught the hammer mid-swing, and crushed it with a crack and another snap.Without missing a beat, Chase flicked his fingers, sending sharp, successive strikes the guards' way. One after another, they were flung to the ground. Their bones shattered, and they all groaned in agony."H-How is this possible?" Holden gasped in disbelief while stumbling backward. His legs were trembling beneath him.The guards were still alive, though their bodies were broken—proof that Chase had held back. If he had wanted to, he could have reduced them to nothing but pulp.A wave of regret crashed over Holden. What kind of fool had he been to provoke such a monster? Chase's
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