Even though assassins were naturally superior to other professions in speed, stealth, and lethality, the Iron Saints shattered that law, slaughtering assassins like chickens in a coop.
Their aspis shields slammed the nimble killers into the dirt with bone-crushing force, while their spears found throats, hearts, and eyeholes with uncanny precision.
Some swept their weapons in graceful arcs, slicing open jugulars mid-flip.
The assassins' blades, crafted from Titanium, an ultra-rare ore mined from the divine depths of Eden, had always cut through any armor like butter. But against the Iron Saints, their weapons barely left scratches. It was like using common steel against Elden Ore.
The assassins were stunned, never had they encountered armor so impervious, so cruelly unyielding.
