After snapping the enemy's dagger into pieces, Nathan raised his hand once more.
In the next moment, all Thunderstorm felt was an invincible force approaching him like a tsunami.
Bang!
The next instant, Thunderstorm was sent flying in the air. The blood in his body curdled internally and he spat out a mouthful of blood upon the impact.
With fearful eyes, he stared at Nathan Cross. He could not believe that he was injured so severely from just a casual punch by Nathan Cross.
Oh my goodness. This man really is terrifying!
At the same time, Waves fished out a whip sword from his belt.
The Elite Eight retreated slightly at this. After which, he broke into a run. Lunging on his left foot, he propelled himself into the air like an eagle.
The whip sword extended in his hands in the direction of Nathan's neck.
Nathan merely smiled and remarked, "You are pretty good, but you chose to work for an incompetent man."
As he said this, he raised his right hand once more and pinched the whip sword between this index and middle finger with ease.
What?
Waves was stupefied at this.
He wanted to move the whip sword to snap Nathan's fingers in half.
Unfortunately, Nathan exerted force through his fingers.
Crack! A loud snap could be heard.
Waves' whip sword snapped into pieces.
Once more, an unyielding force transmitted through the whip sword, passed through Waves' arms, and impacted him right in the chest.
He could not help but let out a loud shriek in agony.
His body flew and he landed heavily on the ground. Blood spewed out of his mouth and it was obvious that he was severely injured internally.
By then, the Elite Eight had surrounded them once more and took Thunderstorm and Waves into their custody.
Far away, the battle between the followers of the Brown Family and the Eighteen Riders of the North was about to come to an end too.
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