Chapter 117: His Actions Could Be Forgiven. His Intent Deserved Death.

Delton Valley lay under a blanket of silence. Robin Quiney. Everwraith Finger. And then… Nothing happened. Brock Yale did not fall. He did not even take a step back. He simply looked at Robin and spoke, calm as still water. "That was the second move." What? He had taken an Everwraith Finger head-on, dead center on his chest. And Brock Yale was fine? How… how was that possible? Everyone in the crowd forgot how to control their faces. Eyes bulged as if they might pop from their sockets....