Chapter 363

«Idiot!» – Timur said disdainfully and confidently grabbed the sword hilt flying at him, but the sword didn't stop. Before he knew it, the weapon knocked him down and fell above him.

~crack~

With the characteristic crunch of broken ribs, Timur Grand was pressed to the ground with the sword.

«О-О-О-ОH!» – Timur let out a painful groan as if trying to lift a box full of bricks. A shock and horror were written all across his face. He felt like a multi-ton rock had fallen on his chest!

«What's going on?» – The audience stared at them with disbelief. Timur was one of those who could sacrifice his life to take Dick Baker along, but now he was lying on the ground, in no hurry to get up.

«T… Take… Take it away…» – Timur wheezed, begging for help.

Kyon approached him, took the sword by the hilt and easily raised it as if it was made of styrofoam: «Are you kidding me? Is it your limit? My fucking weapon has beaten you even without my help! What were you talking about a single blow?»