******
Kaelrik instantly staggered back, coughing up a jet of blood as the attack jolted him out of his stupor.
-20 HP
A large, red negative number flashed above his head, his strength faltering.
He instinctively tried to retreat, hoping to gather his strength back, but Xylen obviously wouldn't allow this.
In a blink, Xylen vanished from sight, reappearing beside Kaelrik and striking with his short blade like an executioner delivering the final blow.
-15 HP
Kaelrik collapsed to one knee, a sight that horrified and terrified his guards, also leaving the onlookers thunderstruck.
Yet, even broken, battered, bleeding, and on the verge of getting defeated, his rage still burned.
"I… am… going… to… become… the… sole… lord… of… this… fief!" he spat forcefully, his voice trembling with fury.
With a wild swing, his massive fists came crashing forward like wrecking balls and one directly landed squarely in Xylen's stomach, sending him skidding backward.