Chapter 6048 No Survivors
- Jared acted as though the threats were wind; the Dragonslayer Sword blurred into a silver-gray storm, each rotation faster than the last.
- His eyes glowed crimson, chaotic force nearly bled dry, and fresh cuts mapped his arms and shoulders, yet the blade never paused.
- Jared pulled his gaze from the blazing wreck of the nearest sky-skiff.