(I HAVE FIXED ALL THE REPEATED CHAPTERS. I APOLOGIZE FOR THE INCOVENIENCE)
Chapter 214: Remnants of the Past
On Caelius' side, not a single one of their members had fallen in the battle. This was largely due to the uncommon-grade fireball skills they had mastered. From a safe distance, they relentlessly launched fireballs, decimating the blackthorn dogs with ease.
Gorvark and his remaining Blackthorn clan members were now completely surrounded, trapped on all sides.
Gorvark, standing at an imposing height of 7 feet, was the only one still in decent condition. Clad in thick violet armor and wielding a heavy sword, his expression was a mix of frustration and fury.
He scanned his surroundings, taking in the faces of those who had cornered him. Among the familiar Lionfangs, he noticed new faces—individuals who had cut through his men as if they were mere paper.