The Worst In Pagna

Mr Kron had noticed that one of the room's door had remained shut. It was likely that one of the temple kids was still in there. As he saw one of the clan members, all he could do now was hope that they would be okay, while trying to best the situation he was in as well.

'Before I can help others, I need to focus on myself as well!' Kron decided to make a break for it, heading toward one side of the formation. 

Three of the clan members dashed forward with swords in their hands and stabbed right into his forearms, but Kron didn't slow down and instead he continued and pushed forward.

With the swords impaled into his body, he grunted through the pain and pushed, his muscles were strong and the Qi fueling them stopped them from pushing inside him further and hurting his vitals.