Chapter 150
The pain Ronan felt wasn't just physical—it was soul-crushing. As he stood there, gasping for air, blood staining his lips, a harsh truth settled in:
Had he challenged Buster just a few months ago, he wouldn't have lasted even a minute. He would've died—quickly and pathetically.
Back then, Ronan had been a non-Awakener. When he first set out to hunt the Exterminator—Buster—he had nothing but raw swordsmanship and sheer will. If that was all he had now, he'd already be dead.
The only reason he was still standing… was because of them.
The Tryst Guild.
He'd received skills from Han, a system that enhanced his body, floating needles from Clara, twin blades from Nathan. He'd trained and refined his technique with Aiden and Ron. Every single person, every single moment of growth—they had built him up piece by piece.
He'd come far. But even now… it still wasn't enough.
Not against this monster.
