Chapter - 176
Without a second glance at Valdemar's broken form, the Cursed Lord turned back to Jacob. His body blurred into motion, as his fists came flying like Iron thunderbolts. Jacob barely managed to block the first blow with a grunt, his forearm absorbing the brunt of it. The shock reverberated through his bones, snapping through his muscles like lightning. Before he could recover, the next strike landed—a crushing hook to his ribs that lifted him off the ground.
They were at it again. Titans clashing. The sound of their impacts echoed like distant explosions, shaking the Verdantcrest Plateau to its roots. Cracks split the earth beneath them, jagged and wide. Dust and raw energy blasted outward with every exchange, obscuring the battlefield in a haze of fury and light.
"Jacob!" Althea shouted, stepping forward without hesitation, her eyes wide with panic.
