"Kiddo! I'm giving you two options. Either you kneel before Mr. Hummer or die!" Judge's tone was frosty, and his gaze was stagnant like a pool, calm and impassive. He'd been killing since he was ten and had a body count of hundreds, if not thousands.

"I choose death. Come at me if you can." Dustin beckoned him forward with his finger.

"How insolent!" Judge's gaze turned increasingly frosty as he launched his spear forward. Like a canon, it shot straight for Dustin's chest.

Dustin stood unmoved and grabbed the spear, flinging it back. With a sharp whistle, it shot back out toward Judge with greater speed.

Judge sneered and mirrored Dustin's stance, grabbing his own spear. However, as soon as he grabbed hold of it, it was as if he was struck by lightning. He staggered backward, his feet skidding along the ground, leaving deep imprints with each step.

"How could this be?" Judge's expression changed, and he exerted his entire strength in an attempt to stop the momentum of his steel sp