Fated Fight (3/10)
How much time went by?
Nial was not too sure but it had to be hours since the fierce battle in the Divine Hall began.
Of course, if Nial could come out victorious, the moment would become a true legend. He would make happen what Damian hadn't been capable of achieving.
Unfortunately, he felt short of turning a legend into reality.
Nial spat out blood.
His legs staggered and the back of his head ached, blood pouring down his back. He had been hit on the back of his head without noticing.
However, he had no time to check his wound. The only thing he could do was to adjust his positioning because the constant attacks pouring down on him paused for a moment.
He swayed from left to right and still swung his spear not to be buried by the consecutive attacks.
'How did the tide of the battle change so suddenly?'
Nial was not too sure about that. It just happened.