1135 A Gruesome Battle

The Sword-Saint recoiled slightly, completely surprised by John's sudden outburst towards him. He gripped his sword tightly, his guard raised to the maximum as the two locked eyes. In that moment, the Sword-Saint felt what true terror was, of locking eyes with a creature of pure malevolence, pure destruction.

He could tell that John was sincere in his words, that he would turn his scythe towards the Saint if he interrupted this battle of his. The Sword-Saint gritted his teeth, unsure of how to proceed for the moment. 

He had already been shocked to his core upon seeing John unleash his Domain of Anguish, which was unlike any domain the Sword-Saint had ever seen. It was a completely brutal domain, one that inflicted just as much harm onto John as it did his opponents. However, this only seemed to fuel John's anger, fuel his bloodlust, turning him into a frenzied beast with no thoughts other than to slaughter and destroy.