The Sword That Slays Gods [Part 2]
Evelyne's breathing grew heavier.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she struggled to steady herself.
Her eyes widened.
She couldn't believe what was happening.
So Victor wasn't as weak as she had thought.
Not even close.
But if this continued...
What could she actually do?
The question sent a chill through her.
Would she really die here?
Would she die without even getting the chance to retaliate?
The thought was unbearable.
She was Evelyne.
The once-feared Heaven's Sword.
She had crossed countless battlefields.
She had faced enemies stronger than herself and walked away from battles that should have killed her.
She had stood above countless swordsmen.
Yet now...
She couldn't even move.
She was being treated like an ant beneath someone's foot.
The humiliation burned far hotter than her anger.
She clenched her teeth.
Her pride screamed at her to keep fighting.
But what was pride worth when her body refused to obey her?
