The Final Attack
The air froze.
Reed swooped down from above, his dagger gleaming in the firelight.
Below him, Clive was trapped.
Shadow chains bound his hands.
Goblin Shaman's magic mud held his feet.
He couldn't dodge.
He couldn't block.
He could only take the blow.
And Reed wasn't going to let this opportunity pass him by.
Reed's dagger pointed at Clive's neck.
Blood would spurt.
The system would shake.
And the world would lose its last A-Rank Hero.
But—
BOOM!
Just before the dagger pierced his skin, Clive moved his body with incredible force!
The chains snapped.
The mud shattered.
And Clive's steel fist slammed into Reed's chest.
THUMB!
Reed was thrown back, crashing hard into the rubble.
Blood spurted from his mouth.
Shia's eyes widened.
"He can still move?!"
Clive panted, his eyes filled with rage.
"You think… I'll fall… that quickly?"
He shattered the shadow chains with raw strength.
His body was bleeding, but his gaze remained cold.
"I'm different from Seric… from Aldric… I won't die in a cheap trap."
He raised his sword again.
Ready to end it all.
Reed coughed up blood.
Then he smiled.
"Very well, Hero."
He stood slowly.
His red eyes gleamed sharply.
"Let's see how long you can last."
The two face off again.
The winner will change the world.
One final strike will decide everything.
And this time…
There is no turning back.
The flames still burned on the battlefield.
Amidst the ruins, two figures stood.
Reed, the Goblin Lord who defied fate.
Clive, the kingdom's last A-Rank Hero.
Blood dripped from their bodies.
Both were exhausted, wounded, and running out of time.
One final strike.
One victor.
And the world would change forever.
Clive raised his sword.
Silver light gleamed along the blade.
Reed could feel the air vibrating around the man.
This was no ordinary magic.
This was a slash that could cut through anything.
"If I get hit by this once… I'm dead."
But Reed didn't panic.
He just smiled faintly.
"Alright, let's get this over with."
Clive shot forward.
His speed was twice as fast as before.
Reed could barely react.
BOOM!
Clive's sword slashed through the air, creating a wave of pressure that shattered the ground behind Reed.
But…
Reed wasn't there.
He was gone.
Clive's eyes widened.
"What—?"
Then he felt something.
Too late.
Blood dripped from Reed's lips.
His entire body screamed with exhaustion.
But he could still move faster than Clive.
Because he already knew one thing.
"He's too strong to fight head-on… so I won't fight him head-on."
That's why he moved before Clive attacked.
That's why he was behind him now.
His dagger was raised.
"Game over."
CLETUK!
Clive fell silent.
His silver eyes widened.
Reed's dagger was embedded right in his neck.
Blood flowed freely, wetting the ground.
His silver sword fell from his grasp.
Clive smiled faintly.
"…So this is the end."
Reed stared at him emotionlessly.
Then he ripped his dagger from the man's neck.
Clive fell.
The last A-Rank Hero of the kingdom… was dead.
The system vibrated.
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[A-Rank Hero – Clive the Silver Fang Has Fallen!]
[The Kingdom Loses the Symbol of Hope!]
[The Morale of the Enemy Troops Collapses!]
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Reed took a deep breath.
His blood flowed.
His body was covered in wounds.
But he won.
He killed their last Hero.
He won the war.
And now…
Only the King remains.
Reed looked up at the sky.
His smile was full of victory.
"The kingdom… is finished."