Godfrey returned the favour. Their fists clashed, then again and again and again. The earth trembled, the wind exploded and roared as both demigods slammed their fists into each other without restraint.
Saul was mad. He had lost everything he struggled for. Godfrey was also mad that his mother had almost died while he was around. The fact that this man couldn't accept defeat and peacefully walk away enraged him.
Why go after his family?
Why kill people who are vulnerable?
He couldn't understand it.
It was cowardice.
Cowardice that sought to bring him pain.
While they fought, hills were damaged by Ronald and the Spatial Spartan.
"I trained Arian. You think you can defeat me in hand-to-hand combat?!" Saul sneered.
"You're blinded." Godfrey shifted, evading a punch, and slammed an uppercut that made more blood burst from Saul's nostrils and mouth.
