Cassius Reed didn't even have time to criticize the lack of martial virtues before he hurriedly swung his sword to face the enemy.
"You brat, overestimating yourself!"
He flicked his longsword, and the blade began to rotate eerily!
This was a rotating weapon, completely different from an ordinary sword.
Hawthorne's arm, unbeknownst to anyone, suddenly had two steel plates appear.
Clang!
The sword blade rammed into the steel plates, tearing Hawthorne's clothes and sparking flecks of fire.
Crack!
Hawthorne's hand suddenly extended a steel glove from his wrist, enclosing his palm like Iron Man.
With a reverse grip, he caught the longsword in his hand.
The collision caused by the rotating blade made Hawthorne's steel glove heat up dramatically, turning almost red.
Yet Hawthorne seemed impervious to the burning, his strength growing ever more fierce.
The speed of the rotating blade began to slow down.
