Chapter 1049 Mooching Off The Might Of Another

• The moment Finneas's voice cut through the smoke, the battlefield fell into a silence so sudden it rang in the ears.
• The crowd of experts—creatures who could split mountains with a shrug—stared in mute disbelief.
• That last divine soul-scouring strike should have shredded any mortal awareness. Yet, Finneas remained upright, bleeding only a ribbon-thin line, his presence still sharp enough to bend the air around him.