Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 329

Yoel challenged, "Cross, your opponent is me!"

Nathan did not halt. "Get out of my way."

"Insolent fool! Die!" Yoel screamed before bringing his sword down upon Nathan's head.

The movement was so fast, as the blade whistled through the air.

A cruel smirk curled Yoel's lips. He could already imagine how Nathan's head would split open.

Right before the sword would touch his head, Nathan moved.

His hand darted out and his fingers flicked at the blade.

Tink!

Like he had been electrocuted, Yoel's body shook violently and he stumbled back a few steps. The arm holding his sword was completely numb, due to the intense vibrations coming from his sword. As it was, he had barely managed to hold on to it.

Utter disbelief shone in his eyes as he stared at Nathan.

The other man had only lightly flicked his fingers, yet the force of it was enough to make the weapon nearly fly out of his hand?

What terrifying power!

Now he finally knew how Fabian had lost to Nathan. The latter was truly a strong opponent!

Nathan continued his way toward Kylie. It was almost as if he had thought that Yoel was a mere nuisance, who had distracted him from his true goal.

All around him, the fight was showing signs of being rather one-sided.

Normally the most feared men in Alberesque, the Eighteen Hounds were practically little lambs before the might of the Elite Eight. One by one, the former fell at the hands of the latter like dominos, wailing in pain.

Once more, Yoel found himself astonished at how easily Nathan's men had beaten his men.

Tightening his grip on his sword, he dashed toward Nathan again, bellowing in anger, "Cross, today is the day that either you die or I die. Now die!"

At last, Nathan reached Kylie's side. He ripped the tape from her mouth before untying her. "Are you okay?”

Kylie threw her arms around Nathan, choking out, "Nathan, if you had come a little later, we would be dead!”

Being hugged by her right in front of her parents had him feeling awkward and embarrassed.

Gently pushing her away, he went over to untie Hank and Prudence. "That would not have happened. I came as soon as I could when I heard that you guys were in trouble."

The battle at the sawmill was finally over.

Yoel was dead while the Eighteen Hounds and the elites were all lying on the floor, dead or injured badly.

Colin, Thomas, and the Elite Eight stood there on the blood-stained battlefield victoriously. A wind blew past, causing their clothing to flap coolly.

Kylie and her parents could only stare in awe at the sight before them.