Everyone was shocked—the Arcalen House and the Narsa House alike.
Restricted in military numbers by the Viscount's law, hiring mercenaries was a must to win this war.
However, considering their area of the empire, an Immortal Spirit was basically the peak around here with a few exceptions like the Ravencort House. Franklin was among the strongest and possessing the Arcalenta Dragon's bloodline made him a high-level combatant.
He was only inferior to Garvain, the others were not his match.
So, to see him getting struck by a nobody, an Ascendant Spirit to be exact—came as a great surprise.
Franklin stumbled backward, his eyes round in shock as he looked at the blood on his hand.
'How did I get hit…?' He pondered in shock.
Being reckless might allowed Rex to land a hit but the hit earlier, he dodged it, he clearly dodged it.
But even so, somehow, Rex's claws scratched his face.
