Villain Ch 1616. The Devs are Insecure Virgins
Caelum wasn't some raid rookie. He anticipated feints. Caught Allen's mid-step reversals. His sword wasn't flashy—it was efficient, angled just right to deflect and counter. His footwork steady despite the broken terrain.
Allen grinned through the onslaught.
Blood trailed down his arm from a glancing strike.
But he didn't flinch.
"You're strong," Allen admitted, breathless but excited. "I don't know you. Never heard of you. But now?"
He slammed the hilt of his sword into Caelum's side and followed up with a savage upward slash.
Caelum blocked—barely.
Their blades locked again, teeth to teeth.
"Now," Allen growled, "you're on my radar."
He headbutted the paladin.
Caelum staggered.
Allen whirled around, his cloak flaring, and delivered a savage slash across the back of the man's thigh.
Caelum dropped to a knee, sword embedded in the ground for support.
Allen didn't stop.
