Norman's sword suddenly cut through dozens of Wargan warriors and advanced through the enemy ranks. The dark purple mana leaking from his body spilled from the sword and exploded, causing a blast.
Norman's armored figure advanced with a ruthless gleam, moving at a speed beyond the human eye's capability to follow. His figure vanished in a flash of brilliance and moved rapidly forward.
"Damn bastard! Die!"
A giant Wargan warrior raised his massive axe and swung it furiously at Norman, but it was too late. In an instant, a sword struck him from his abdomen to his chest, dealing significant damage and knocking the Wargan to the ground.
Carelessly, Norman's gaze shifted toward the Shamans preparing runes in the distance. Then, suddenly, his figure flickered under a purple glow, vanishing.
"He's gone! Everyone, be alert–"