The Fourth Hero Takes Control [Part 3]
The sight was almost impossible to accept.
Just moments ago, that arm had been lying on the ground.
Now it was back where it belonged.
Attached to Fean's body.
As if nothing had ever happened.
Evelyne stared at it, unable to hide the shock in her eyes.
The battlefield had already shattered almost everything she understood about combat. Strength, injuries, survival—none of the usual rules seemed to matter here.
And now this.
Another reminder that the enemy standing before them existed on an entirely different level.
Yet the man wearing Victor's body showed no surprise at all.
Eddy simply looked at Fean's restored arm.
Then he let out a quiet sigh.
He had wanted to end this quickly.
That was the truth.
With his current abilities, Fean was not someone Eddy needed to fear.
If Victor's body had been in perfect condition, defeating the current Fean would have been relatively easy.
Unfortunately, this body was anything but perfect.
