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CHAPTER 1.3.4

Tyndale spoke the truth. To some degree, he had become weaker. It was as if the Heads knew how powerful he was so they sought to suppress his power as a precautionary measure in case he broke free of the slave emblem and went after them.

He picked out the vurhan and forced him to the ground with a shoulder tackle to its abdomen. Its injured leg couldn’t support its weight so it went down easily.

“I've grown tired of you!”

Tyndale said, lifting a fist and driving it into the creature’s face, bludgeoning it in with powerful strikes. Daito swung a kick, aiming for Tyndale's head, but he was pushed back with a strong energy wave. Tyndale picked up the shield he used earlier. Grabbing it by its sides, he drove it down with immense force, bashing the creature’s throat. Its windpipe could be heard cracking from afar as breathing became difficult. It finally stopped moving.

“This has gotten boring for me. I thought you would be a worthy adversary. It turns out I was wrong!”

Tyndale got up an
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