His back struck the cold stone pavement while both shattered arms hung limply at his sides.
His eyes had turned completely white.
There was no trace of redness left within them.
They were utterly empty.
Blood flowed from his open mouth.
Jackson stood silently for a moment, staring at him before slowly withdrawing his fist.
"I think I overdid it…"
"What a shame."
Even without using Aura Armor, a direct punch from a King-rank fighter was far too much for an Advanced-rank knight to endure.
Jackson looked away, already losing interest after Raiden collapsed, no longer capable of standing—
Or even remaining conscious.
He turned to leave.
Yet suddenly—
He stopped.
He had sensed movement behind him.
Jackson's serpent-like eyes widened slightly as he turned around once more after witnessing something he had not expected.
"Not bad."
The giant smiled when he saw Raiden standing again.
Both arms hung uselessly at his sides.
