Wilfred glanced towards the two men flanking him. Those two were his left and right-hand men, the two Reapers, Cassius and Aziel.
The man said to his two subordinates, “Seems like it's time for the both of you to personally enter the battle.”
Cassius and Aziel exchanged a meaningful glance at each other when they heard the order and replied in unison, “Understood.”
Right after, the two men picked up their weapons from the weapon stand next to them and strode towards Nathan, walking side by side.
Cassius was using a sword while Aziel's weapon was a spear.
Even though the both of them appeared as if they were strolling, their pace was, in fact, extremely swift, and just in a split second, they had reached where Nathan was.
Aziel bellowed, “Ares of the North, take that!
Ha!”
The man let out a shout as he charged his spear towards Nathan at the speed of lighting, aiming at his throat.
Nathan took a step back and leaned back a little, just nice for him to avoid Aziel s weapon.
However, Aziel did not stop just at that. He carried on charging his spear towards Nathan's forehead and shoulders.
Avoiding his moves was like a stroll in the park for Nathan, who sidestepped effortlessly to dodge the man's attacks.
Aziel bellowed again and cracks appeared in the ground where he was standing as he leaped up into the air. Holding firmly onto his spear with both hands, he aimed for Nathan's head as he landed.
With a move of his feet, Nathan easily avoided his attack once again.
Missing the target, Aziel's spear struck on the floor heavily with a loud bang instead! Instantly, the porcelain tiles laid on the floor were shattered into pieces.
Just then, Cassius, who had been waiting for a good opportunity, made his move, slashing his sword towards Nathan rapidly.
His movements were almost swifter than lightning, turning the atmosphere around him chilly.
Wilfred and everyone else in the Lieberman family felt a rush of excitement as they watched on.
On the other hand, Colin and the Elite Eight had solemn expressions on their faces!
Kylie couldn't help but exclaim, “Nathan! Be careful!”
Nathan let out a cold snort and raised his right hand in one graceful movement...
Clang!
With a flick of his fingers on Cassius's sword, the blade shattered into pieces at once.
Cassius' eyes widened in terror.
At the same instant when Nathan's fingers touched the blade of the sword, he also flicked a
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