Jasper was startled and instinctively raised his arm to stop Willem's advance.

Despite his efforts, the vast power gap between them rendered Jasper helpless against Willem's relentless pressure. He could only watch in horror as Willem's fangs inched closer to his neck.

Jasper panicked and urged, "What are you fools waiting for? Get in here and help!"

"Quick! Help the General!"

In an instant, the Glorian silver-armored guards, numbering in the hundreds, swiftly responded as if awakened from a deep slumber.

Some drew their bows, releasing a volley of arrows, while others advanced with spears raised, ready to strike.

The arrows were unleashed from bows. Each carried an explosive force as it rained down on Willem without mercy.

In an instant, his back turned into a pin cushion, resembling the spines of a hedgehog. Blood stained his clothes, reflecting an eerie sheen in the moonlight.

"Isn't a duel supposed to be fair? And you're calling for reinforcements? Are Glorians so devoi