A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5331

Jared wove through the chaos, leaving only fading after-images in his wake.

Every thrust and cut landed with surgeon precision, finding the tiniest seams in defenses too slow to matter.

At times, he did not bother to raise the Dragonslayer Sword; a casual flick of his wrist sent compressed gold spiritual energy slicing open throats as easily as silk.

Moments later, the camp lay silent—scores of bodies cooling in the dirt, and the skeletal altar still pulsing with sickly green light.

Jared stepped to the altar, gaze softening at the divine souls writhing inside.

Fragmented, half-mad from pain, the divine souls clung to tattered spiritual intelligence and primal fear.

With a gentle wave, he bled pure gold spiritual energy into the stone.

Runes of demonic energy shattered like brittle glass; chains of demonic energy fell away. Freed, the divine souls drifted upward as argent motes, dissolving into the air like a final, grateful exhale.

“Rest now,” Jared murmured, compassion tempering the fire still smoldering in his eyes.

He turned from the ruined altar and shot into the trees, racing toward the rendezvous he had set with Flaxseed.

Beneath an ancient tree wide enough to swallow a house, Flaxseed waited, booted feet planted among two dozen fresh corpses. Charred charms still smoked on their robes, and fury etched hard lines into his face.

“How did it go?” Jared asked, glancing at the dead and already guessing the answer.

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