Song Kang-chul’s hammer swung.


    It was massive.


    Threatening.


    And—


    "Fast!"


    It was a mistake to assume that a two-handed hammer would be slow.


    He wielded it with both hands like it was a mere toy.


    But.


    "Too slow."


    No matter how fast it seemed, that was only inparison to the usual speed of two-handed weapons.


    Su-ho dodged with ease and raised Blood Club.


    Then, he struck Kang-chul’s wrist.


    "Gaaah!"


    Song Kang-chul let out an involuntary groan.


    At the same time, he instinctively let go of the hammer with one hand and clenched his fist.


    The pain was intense.


    But more than the pain, his face twisted in confusion.


    "How the hell…?"


    That was the only thought running through his mind.


    It was understandable.


    Song Kang-chul was a warrior yer on the verge of reaching 2-star rank.@@novelbin@@


    Not only did he pride himself on his heavy attacks, but he had also never neglected his stamina and defense.


    He even called himself a DPS-Tank hybrid.


    And yet, for the first time in ages, he had taken a hit that left him in agonizing pain.


    His face contorted like a child holding back tears, and Su-ho grinned.


    "Looks like that hurt."


    "You son of a—!"


    Kang-chul moved to counterattack.


    But Su-ho smashed him in the head with Blood Club before he could.


    WHACK!!


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