263 CCLXIII. The Chain-Warrior (2/2)

Karl began to treat it, but every time he gently touched the scar with a sterile cloth, Freydis moved his hand away, feeling a stabbing burn and preventing him from continuing with the appropriate medical procedures.

Sivert, who had remained silent until then, slowly approached the two of them, walking with difficulty holding on to the stick.

”What do you want? Get away from her, I don't need your help!” exclaimed Karl grumpily, noticing his presence.

”Show me your wound, girl...” Sivert said in a low voice, turning to Freydis, who slowly moved her hand from his neck, showing the shaman the rune scar and the black bruise around it, which continued to pulsate.

Meanwhile, the goat demon continued to suffer attacks from multiple fronts, managing to dodge some and parry others, while Dag was still standing in the same position, exploiting the blows of his allies to understand the weaknesses of the enemy, whose fighting style did not seem to have changed since he faced him on Vaeren Island.

It was completely based on physical strength and violent attacks full of rage, not taking into account the defense, which was easily penetrable.

Ellen snapped forward towards him, trying to hit him on the hip with her spiked rod, but Roar, when the Shieldmaiden's weapon hit his body, grabbed its end with the only hand left and twisted his abdomen, unbalancing Ellen, who could no longer stand on her feet and fell to the ground stunned.

In those seconds, Kjell had rotated his chains in the air, and before the enemy could see them, he threw them, moving with them, that kept on spinning.

The two spiked balls at the end of the chains repeatedly hit Roar's face, at great speed, stunning him and causing him to retreat towards the stone stands of the arena.

Kjell, after the rapid series of attacks, called his weapons and snapped forward, jumping and stretching the chains upwards: they intertwined with each other, creating a single large metal body, several meters long, very similar to a heavy whip.

With a determined downwards movement, the Crows Of Odin's Master Of Offense violently struck Roar, who just before the impact raised his handless arm upwards, trying to protect his face from the blow.

The crossed chains wrapped around the mighty arm of the beast-man, who pulled Kjell to himself, who, being in mid-air, could not resist traction.

Before the monster could hit him, however, a violent punch struck his snout, emitting a sound of bones and causing him to fall to the ground.

Kjell managed to fall to his feet and untie the chains attached to the enemy.

Incredibly, Sander was back in the middle of the fight and his wrist seemed to be recovered as before, despite being a bit swollen.

”I am the Master Of Defense of this Clan... it takes more than that to do any permanent damage to me! Can't you do better?!” he exclaimed, turning his shoulder to stretch his muscles still sore from the blow he suffered earlier.