A deep cut opened across Roderic's shoulder.
Blood sprayed across the ground.
Roderic gritted his teeth and stumbled backward, clutching his wound.
Around him, the situation had become hopeless.
Another one of his body tempering practitioners fell as Skullbreaker's blade split his chest open.
A few moments later, Bone Fist crushed another warrior's skull with a brutal punch.
One after another, his strongest fighters were dying.
Roderic looked around the battlefield with wide eyes.
His clan's warriors were either dead or fleeing.
The skeletons kept advancing like an unstoppable tide.
His voice trembled as he muttered,
"How… how is this possible…"
He looked up and finally noticed the figure standing calmly on the rooftop.
Aiden.
Their eyes met across the battlefield.
"You…" Roderic growled weakly.
"So you're the one behind all this…"
Aiden simply looked down at him.
His expression was calm, almost indifferent.
Vayne suddenly moved again.
