"Draw your weapons and fight!" Hector bellowed, his determined gaze psyching the rest of the family up.

"Fuck, let's do this!"

"Charge!"

The Harmon family yelled and drew their weapons. Their conflict with the Dark Lord had been going on for years, and there was no way he would let them go easily. So, they might as well give it their best shot if they were going to die.

"You pests dare challenge me? You will all die!" The Dark Lord's expression hardened. "Hector, since you're being so stubborn, I'll turn this place into a bloodbath today!"

He slowly pulled his hand back before slapping the ground harshly. Instantly, the ground shook, and snow exploded everywhere. A huge shadow palm fell from the sky and onto the Harmon family members, making it hard for them to breathe or even move. They realized that when their opponent was a Grandmaster martial artist, they couldn't even run if they wanted to.

"Hmm …" Dustin frowned. He was just about to make his move when a pebble shot towa