With a war hammer in each hand, he was picking up speed as he charged at Hawthorn.
Instead of stepping aside or backing off, Hawthorn tightened his grip on the sledgehammer and continued making his way toward Brenton.
The two of them were determined to face each other head-on in a fight to the death.
It was as if the rest of the vampires and humans had agreed to let the two fight it out one-on-one, both sides simply held their positions and waited to see the outcome of the clash.
Hepburn furrowed her brows as she watched on anxiously from the side.
Aaryan, on the other hand, had a nonchalant smile on his face and looked as though he was enjoying a performance.
Colin and the others looked at Nathan and asked, “When do we join the fight?”
“Be patient. We'll decide our course of action after we see what these vampires are capable of,” Nathan replied calmly.
“Die, you vile creature of darkness!” Brenton yelled at the top of his lungs as he increased his movement speed even further.
Those words had barely left his mouth when he closed in on Hawthorn and swung the war hammer in his right hand.
Hawthorn stepped to the side with lightning speed and dodged Brenton's attack with surprising ease.
However, Brenton was quick to follow up with another strike using the war hammer in his left hand.
Again, Hawthorn was able to dodge it.
Despite having missed both of his strikes, Brenton had entered a flow state and continued swinging his hammers at a much faster pace.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of loud noises echoed throughout the area.
Anything that Brenton's war hammers struck was instantly shattered, but he couldn't even graze Hawthorn's clothes, let alone do any damage to him.
Hawthorn chuckled when he saw the look of shock and frustration on Brenton's face. “Hehehe... You're going to have to do better than that, Holy Knight of the Curia! You've got some guts swinging those hammers at me with your current skill level. Now, allow me to show you the proper way to use a hammer!”
As he raised his heavy sledgehammer high up into the air, the sledgehammer started buzzing and vibrating violently.
The look on Brenton's face changed the moment he saw that.
With an icy-cold sneer, Hawthorn then brought the sledgehammer down with all of his might.
Whoosh!
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