The Legendary Man Chapter 954-With just one punch, the blade on Ksana’s right hand was thrown out, missing the target’s neck by less than half an inch.
However, her body was sent flying into the distance, crashing hard into a car aside.
Despite the precarious situation, Ksana still used her last bit of energy to land on her back.
Charleigh was a mortal and didn’t possess any spiritual energy. Hence, if she used him as a shield, he wouldn’t have any spiritual energy protecting his organs and would be instantly crushed by the huge impact.
Meanwhile, on the ground, Ksana was leaning against a deeply-dented car, blood sputtering out of her mouth.
The punch had shattered her left shoulder and ribs, with bone fragments piercing through her left lung.
Ksana’s body was completely wrecked.
The worst thing was, Ksana’s spiritual energy was in disarray, and she couldn’t gather them to treat her injuries.
Blood gushed out of Ksana’s mouth and nose as she lowered her head to look at her own body.
The four fingers of her left hand were severed, and her left arm was completely shattered, hanging limply from her shoulder.
Despite being badly bashed, Ksana’s right hand stubbornly clung to the backpack in her embrace.
Fresh blood dripped on Charleigh’s face, and Ksana reached out to wipe away the blood with her right hand.
“You’re still alive…”
Charleigh was lying in her embrace, his vacant eyes blinking.
He had witnessed how Ksana fought through the battle.
Despite the fact that Ksana had only fought her opponent twice, and both battles lasted only mere seconds, Charleigh was still shell-shocked by her vicious moves.
It was apparent that Charleigh was the one being targeted, so Ksana could have escaped unscathed by simply leaving him behind. Thus, Charleigh was confused as to why she chose to remain and protect him in such a dangerous situation.
Does she think so highly of herself, that she’s an indispensable agent of the war?
However, it was implausible that Ksana, a killing machine, would devote her allegiance to Chanaea nor Remdik.
It was also hard for Charleigh to believe that Ksana was blindly following Jonathan’s orders.
A slave contract was merely a tool to manipulate someone’s life and death, and it had no binding magic that would end their life if they dared to breach the contract.
Given the circumstances, Charleigh believed that Jonathan would have forgiven Ksana even if she had chosen to abandon the mission given to her to save him.
It was three against one, and Ksana didn’t stand a chance at all.
Moreover, Asura’s Office lacked high level cultivators.
Besides, Charleigh had crossed paths with Jonathan, and to his understanding, the latter was no tyrant.
Hence, all factors considered, leaving Charleigh was actually Ksana’s best choice.
“Why did you protect me?” Charleigh asked in a hoarse voice.
Ksana did not reply and merely lifted the backpack closer to herself.
“The reason is not important… We’re going to die soon. Here, lean on me. We have to die with dignity, holding our heads high like human beings… We are no robots or mere tools!”
Ksana wiped away the fresh blood on her face with some effort.
She was but an eighteen-year-old girl. If she had to die now, she wanted to die with grace.
Charleigh’s eyes were calm as still water as he looked at Ksana.
He slowly parted his lips when he noticed three people approaching them.
“Go tell the tsar that he’d better kill me for good. Otherwise, he’d suffer the full wrath of the Rodunst royals.”
“Don’t worry,” a burly man said with a cold chuckle. “The Rodunst royals will not wage war with Remdik because of a lunatic.”
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