CHAPTER 2.5.3

This futile attempt of yours to slow me down is not working! I am no mere mortal.”

Jrue tried to speak through his crushed throat but he could not utter a single word. His mouth was still bleeding and his ribs were aching with unbearable pain. Tyndale tried to lift his leg but somehow he had lost a feel for his legs and arms.

It took him a while to realize what was going on.

“...oh, I understand now. You never intended to engage me in a fistfight because you know I would win. So you decided to poison me with your blade! Very very intelligent of you. That is why I made you my lieutenant.”

“Shut up you old fool! Your time has come to an end here!” Jrue said, wheezing after every word.

Tyndale’s body completely shut down. He fell frozen to the ground, unable to move a single muscle. Jrue crawled up to him and yanked out a small dagger from the top of his shoe.

“A paralytic Poison. I see I taught you well my son…”

“Don’t you ever dare call me that again!”

He picked up his right ar