The three men heard Riven. They exchanged looks with each other before bursting into uncontrolled laughter. They thought that Riven was desperate and would say or do anything now to buy even a little bit of time.
But while they were laughing, Riven moved. He charged in fast, his speed vastly higher than before. In a second, he was already in front of the leader with his sword headed for his throat.
The leader reacted as fast as he could and made to block the attack, but as his sword collided with Riven's sword, he felt a shiver run down his arm. The strength in that attack was not what he was expecting in the slightest.
His eyes widened. Did this kid get stronger or was he somehow hallucinating? Riven didn't give him the time to come to a conclusion though, as he placed his hand right in front of the man, and with a sinister smile, he used Flame Blast at point-blank range. For sure, that was a death sentence.
