Chet was covered in dirt and dust, his face ashen and miserable. The moment he emerged, he spat out a massive mouthful of blood.

He was also at peak martial god level, second only to Cormac within the Cavendish royal family. Nonetheless, while his position was second to Cormac's, his actual strength was not far behind at all.

Andrew's first sword strike had come down with full force. Naturally, Chet could not withstand even a single hit.

"Cormac!" His voice trembled as he called out.

His vo