“Monk Spear!” He flattened his hand into a blade and wrapped it in surging mana, but instead of going for Saimallah’s head or chest, he went lower, and tried to slice his femoral artery. XXNX With broken bones and torn flesh, he dragged himself through the dirt, as if that plum sat before him once more. It was the ultimate matchup between an unstoppable force and an unmovable object. That said, Roc had not come out uninjured. “Move over, let me get under the covers with you.”
“No, you’ll get the bed filthy!” she giggled. ROC! “Perfect.”
“How were you able to overcome the monk?”
“I’m afraid that’s a trade secret. He spent the afternoon like this, blocking out all physical stimuli while focusing his ethereal awareness on the clone.




















