Chapter 290: General (2)
Draven lowered his hand from his bleeding jaw.
"You are a brilliant commander," Draven stated coldly. "But this ends now."
He stopped reacting to the General's movements. He stopped treating the encounter as a martial duel and began dismantling his opponent piece by piece.
Marek lunged forward with the dagger. Draven did not block the strike with his own weapon. He engaged [Vector Manipulation] and aggressively altered the localized gravity directly surrounding Marek's right shoulder.
The General's arm suddenly weighed three hundred pounds.
Marek grunted in pain, his entire right side violently dipping toward the pavement under the crushing, unnatural pressure. He fought through the agony, attempting to pivot on his left heel to deliver a sweeping kick.
