Dampsey's face turned green with rage as he bellowed, "Damn, you smooth-talking pretty boy, daring to talk back to me? Slaughtering you will be like slaughtering a pig!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dampsey's figure skyrocketed, and before anyone knew it, the large saber had appeared in his hand.
The fierce wind howled as Dampsey, facing Basil Jaak, brought his saber down with all his might, seemingly intent on cleaving Basil Jaak in two with this single strike!
Basil Jaak dodged, and at the spot where he had been standing, the light of the saber flashed, and suddenly a half-meter-deep trench appeared.
"You strike with lethal force!" Basil Jaak's expression changed, deadly serious.
Basil Jaak always showed no mercy to those who sought to kill him. Dampsey laughed heartily, "Boy, do you know how I, the Black-handed Butcher, came by my reputation? Hmph, it's because my strikes are merciless! Come on, take a look at my exquisite saber technique!"
