Chapter 140 Karmas A b*tch 2 (1/2)

Herad staggered back as he looked at Galen in disbelief.

Did he just…

No, that's impossible…

”DID…. D-DID YOU JUST… PUNCH ME?!”

Herad screamed in disbelief as his trembling hand clutched his jaw that still ached from the punch. His eyes tried to look for an explanation as his muddled mind struggled to understand what was happening.

Meanwhile, instead of answering, Galen just proceeded to form a fighting stance as he raised his fists.

Herad, still in utter disbelief, couldn't help but scream again.

”WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS, GALEN?!”

But before he could react, Galen lunged at him.

Punch after punch, Herad's anger began to rise, smothering the confusion he had. And with his rage coming to a peak, he punched Galen back, making him stagger backward in shock.

Herad wiped the blood that trickled on his chin as he began to chant.

But before he could finish, Galen lunged again, this time, his punches were far stronger than the last.

Herad, after having been interrupted, figured to just rely on his physical strength which is, in his opinion, far superior to Galen's. Since he had a year of additional strength training due to coming from a family consisting mostly of Warriors, he knew he had the upper hand. So, ignoring the throbbing pain around his face, he delivered blow after blow of punches that made Galen take a step back every time.

And just as he was about to deliver the final blow, he saw Galen blink furiously as he croaked out.

”What are you--”

But it was too late. Herad's clenched fist collided with Galen's cheek and a snapping sound was hear before it all went quiet.

Herad huffed out as he looked at Galen's disfigured face. And sure enough, he saw Galen's broken jaw hanging open awkwardly.

Galen screamed in pain as he pointed angrily at Herad. Then, he tried to speak but to his shock, the words that came out were simply unintelligible.

With no choice, he grabbed a wand and made some sounds before waving it around furiously. In each motion of the wand, magic particles activated and began to light up. And soon, words began to hover in mid-air as Galen continued to write. Then, when he finished he glared at the stunned Herad with pure rage in his eyes.

Herad held a mix of emotions as he was too confused about what to make out of the situation. So, he decided to just simply read on what Galen was writing.

”WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO YOU? WHY IN THE HEAVENS DID YOU PUNCH ME?! LOOK MY JAW IS BROKEN!!! I CANT CAST ANY SPELLS UNTIL IM HEALED BY SOMEONE! AND IF I DO GET HEALED, RUMOURS WOULD START SPREADING THAT I, GALEN OF THE HIGH CLASSES, WAS DEFEATED EASILY BY THE LIKES OF YOU!”

Herad furrowed his brows as he angrily pointed at him.

”YOU punched ME first! I wouldn't have retaliated if it weren't for that!”

Galen glared as him as his response floated.