1239 Blazing Dawn. Dauntless Day.

Myghell was so fast that Leonel could only react on instinct, quickly crossing his spear over his chest. 

It was like those enormous great swords were no heavier than a single feather, or so it seemed with the ease Myghell swung them. 

The spear across Leonel's chest immediately found itself bending in protest. Despite the fact Leonel had wanted to use it to protect himself, a strong, surging force bent it to the point it barreled into his sternum, causing his body to bow backward and fly out with a BANG!

A projectile of blood flew from Leonel's mouth, his entire rib cage threatening to shatter. If it wasn't for his Bronze Runes dispersing the force throughout his body, maybe his lungs and heart would have been riddled with bone shards by now.