Barton watched this scene unfold, a torrent of emotions surging within. Was defeat to descend upon me once again?
Why... why must you destroy everything I have?
You have already taken my... identity... honor... brothers... and made me commit such atrocities.
And now, just as I finally saw a glimmer of hope for redemption... do you seek to snatch even this from me?
Fear, regret, shame... these emotions tangled in his heart, igniting a fury that exploded in his brain. Drawing his military saber, he roared at the monsters.
"Then come on! You shall not advance another step until you kill me!"
The military saber, designed especially for slashing, exhibited terrifying lethality in Barton's hands. Wild dogs, hungry wolves, or mushroom creatures—none could come close.
Thanks to those trouble-making nobles, Barton's strengths were not limited to artillery. Don't forget, he once faced the alpha wolf and withstood a siege for some time before his defeat.
