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Valbanill 2 – Part 19

“Who is that woman?” Horatio asked as soon as they stood face to face. “Just one clash and I could tell how skilled she is. She’s on another level. She’s the Sacred Sword wielder, right? What kind of—”

“Quit yapping. She’s my wife.”

“Wife?”

“You heard me. You need more than that? You’re not fighting her. You’re fighting me.”

Horatio narrowed his eyes. “Are you sure? You look like you’re just about done.”

Of course, he’d seen through it. Just as Horatio said, Luke’s body was already worn out.

Overusing the Infernal Eye drained his stamina considerably. The exhaustion hit harder than expected, and on top of that came the sudden, unexplained blood vomiting. Losing blood meant losing strength. Honestly, it was hard just to stay on his feet.

Still, Luke held on to his consciousness and snapped back, “So what?”

He’d been battered and broken plenty of times