"Blessing of Jambavan activated."
Taranis's crimson eyes swept across the ranks of soldiers surrounding him, and slowly, the corners of his lips began to rise.
His lips parted, and an expression formed on his face. An expression of pure amusement.
"HEHEHEHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!"
His loud, terrifying laugh echoed through the forest as he repeatedly facepalmed himself.
Golden lightning danced around his entire body, and in the next instant, he completely vanished, his movement invisible to the eyes of Knights at the True Sage realm.
Only barely, Rhaegar was the only one who could perceive his movement.
Taranis was charging at him at a terrifying pace.
From his storage ring, Rhaegar began drawing his sword, but he was too late. The tip of Taranis's golden blade had already reached his eyes.
He snapped his head sideways. The blade stabbed into his cheek, tore toward the back, and sliced his ear horizontally into two as Taranis moved past him.
