Chapter 182: Gustavo of the Shatterion Sect

The cold gleam of steel flashed toward him, but Diego Santee seemed to have expected it. He didn't move an inch. Both hands shot out like lightning and clamped down on the two men's forearms at the same time. He twisted hard. Crack, crack! Their arms bent at grotesque angles. Pain contorted their faces, but before either could cry out, Diego caught their heads and slammed them into the elevator wall. Thud! Blood spattered. A slick of blood and gore, flecked with bone shards, streaked down the...