Chapter: 1038

A gleaming burst of golden light lit up the canyon, bouncing across the canyon walls like jagged lightening. Hundreds of black fingers all froze.

Linc stood in the middle of them all, flicking the blood from his blade. All of them fell as the same time, their wrists severed in perfect harmony.

*huff, huff, huff*

Linc stowed his sword then gave into his exhaustion, bending over onto his knees, panting.

“Nice one Linc.” Vanderby called.