"…How can this be… The Seal of the Unlimited has been broken this effortlessly… Is this the power of the True Gods?"
Sacrael's eyes shook in fright.
The rest of the Bulwarkians were also shrinking back in fear and were slowly making their way over to the stairs.
In that moment, Kiernan raised his gaze at them and lifted the halberd effortlessly with one hand.
"RUN!"
Sacrael shouted, and they started running towards the stairs, but the halberd was already swinging.
"Iron Armament Style, The Sundering!"
The halberd sliced through the running Bulwarkians as if carving a cake, and they were still in a state of shock when their bodies were falling down to the ground.
Sacrael blinked his eyes couple of times before he stopped moving altogether, and his heart stopped.
And just like, ten strongest warriors of the Bulwark Tribe died in some random basement in random Bulwark City.
Boooom!
