Chapter 219: Rinella’s Destiny is Her Own (12)
by Jessie@AFNCCA loud bang surged through the area. The knight’s body toppled forward akin to a cannonball, reaching point blank distance faster than the air whipping past me.
His swung fist tore through the air.
But it wasn’t enough.
With a scant lean of my upper torso, I wrapped my hand around the back of his fist that couldn’t even graze me.
All done in the moment it took for him to utter a startled cry.
However, that single cry soon became his last act of defiance.
The knight got dusted, absorbing the full impact of my throw as his body bounced off the ground.
Agape in disbelief, his eyes gave away his agony. Incapable of even a coherent scream, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Two more knights stepped forward by rushing toward me.
It seemed they had finally realised that they couldn’t face me unarmed. They attempted to subdue me with their swords still in their scabbard.
However, close combat using weapons was my specialty.
My scabbard, which I thrust out like lightning, wedged itself between their crossed swords, blocking their coordinated attack as smoothly as a pebble jamming gears.
In the spur of the moment, I drew my own blade from its scabbard.
Any swordsman’s nerves would tighten up when faced against a real sword.
Such an effect had a greater impact on them when they realised they couldn’t respond in time. Fear flooded the knights’ eyes. A single swing from me can sever their necks.
Of course, I wasn’t going to do that.
Seizing the moment of their panic, I kicked my scabbard up from where it was caught between their crossed swords.
Their swords were simultaneously disarmed. Acting swiftly, I forcefully plunged the blunt end of my sword hilt into one knight’s neck.
Whack, the sound came from the action as the sword hilt got slammed, converting my strength into a crushing impact.
This knight’s focus wavered, and before long, his stance began to falter.
“Th-This bastard!”
Uttering a desperate shout, the final standing knight brought his sword down with force.
What he overlooked was that I too had a sword in hand.
I wasn’t an easy opponent to simply strike down.
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