"Tiger Roaring Shield? Let me try!" Casey Bailey charged, his sword aimed at Zach's chest. The blade tip spun with a vortex of energy, a lethal strike.
Zach didn't move, raising his palm to meet the blade. Inside him, a faint dragon's roar sounded.
"Clang!" Again, the blade only left a shallow white mark on Zach's palm.
Aron gasped. "Dragon Chant skin!"
The Four Heroes of Bronzeport were stunned. They had never encountered someone so formidable who could withstand their lethal blades with just his body.
Zach's face remained cold as he said, "The second cut."
Aron took a deep breath and asked, "Who exactly are you? With such skills, why are you opposing the Fox family?"
"You don't need to know," Zach lowered his eyes. "Will you continue to fight, or leave now?"
Aron felt his heart p
