The Evil Old Devil

Drake Dragon swung his sword straight at the man. The man snorted coldly, and then his huge black hand, as hard as a dry firewood, grabbed Drake Dragon's sword. "when" The long sword hit the man's hand, and there was a sound of metal clashing. The sword in Drake Dragon's hand shook, and a great force came, causing the man to fly backwards. "Humph, you're still far from being able to pull off such a trick." The man suddenly moved and disappeared like a ghost. When he appeared again, he was already...