"Who are you?" Malghor asked in a chilling voice, his hands clutching onto axes made up of red crystal. This axe also had a huge crack in it.
"Me…" I opened my mouth, but he didn't let me finish my sentence and swung his axe at me. The axe cut through the ancient dragon carving on the floor, leaving a long mark on it. At the same time, I stood just an inch away from barely avoiding that blow.
One after another, he continued to swing his axe without pausing, showing off his immense strength and unlimited stamina.
"Ahaha… ahaha…" His every move was sunk with his crazed laughter, which was making my mind go numb. His blows were becoming harder to avoid as time passed, his speed was continuously increasing, while my mind became numb with each passing second.
