The blade of the sword landed on the mask with a fierce slash, part of the blade embedding itself on the mask.
Cracks started to spread like a spider web, starting from the point of impact and slowly enveloping the entire mask.
Kieran wasn't surprised though. Since the mask was a vessel capable of holding a man's soul, it must be some unique item, its durability it's most important point.
"Wait! I can make a deal with you! Aren't you curious to know why I'm here?"
A hurried voice came from the mask but Kieran didn't care, continued to press down on his sword.
Of course Kieran was curious, but compared to his curiosity, Kieran wanted to witness this enemy, who trailed after him like a cancer, die right in front of his own eyes.
He believed the best enemy was one who was dead, a thought that never changed since the beginning.
"Dragon Sect secret techniques! I can tell you every single Dragon Sect technique that I know of!"