"Honorable Master Darby!"

Leia cried in shock at the scene before her, worry written all over her features.

Grunt's gaze on Darryl hardened as he spoke with barely-concealed satisfaction. "What else have you got? Come on, bring it all out before you lose your chance."

As he spoke, Grunt landed swiftly at the cave entrance. He gripped the golden spear in his hand, taking his time to make his way toward Darryl.

F*ck!

Seeing Grunt approach filled Darryl with an unspeakable rage, yet there was also helplessness.

"Stop!"

Before he could reach any closer, a cry had sounded through the air. Leia had appeared in front of Darryl in one swift move, blocking him with her figure.

"You shall not harm Honorable Master Darby as long as I am here." Leia stared Grunt dead in the eye, her exquisite features hardened with determination.

Leia knew that her skills were no match for Grunt's, and she would hardly be able to take even three attacks. Yet, she had no choice. Darryl was a hero to the De