The blade of the sword broke through the flesh and severed the connection between the wrists, and Ilona took advantage of the situation to draw a silver trajectory from the ground to mid-air, shaking off the filth on the sword's body, and then withdrew into the cloak, hearing the crisp sound of the blade entering the sheath before going straight to the horse.

When the two had already ridden away, Boris was still rolling on the ground with his broken wrist, covered in mud like a fat pig rolling in a mud puddle.

The blood couldn't stop flowing, which also made Boris cry loudly, on the one hand, the flesh was hurting, and on the other hand, the heart was hurting when he watched his severed hand slowly lose its bloody color.

The tense muscles and fat squeezed the blood vessels, so he didn't let him ......

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