It was a prison locked by blades, and Lorenzo couldn't even struggle, as that would mean slicing himself into pieces.
"Don't worry, you'll survive."
Lawrence held the last Nail Sword in his hand, looking at the bedraggled Demon Hunter, declaring his victory.
He wouldn't kill Lorenzo; there were still many secrets on Lorenzo, not only his identity but also the strange power inside Lorenzo's mind. All of this was very attractive to Lawrence, not to mention Lorenzo's body would be a perfect shell once his was damaged.
Lorenzo hung his head down as if he were dead. The Holy Silver on the Nail Sword brought immense pain, and the blood flowed along the blade's edge as if it would never end.
Lawrence slowly turned around, his gaze shifting to the girl on the other side.
Selyu retreated step by step until she was against the wall of the carriage, with nowhere else to go.
