A Love Letter From The Future – Chapter 712

8. Last Words (86) My body was moving on its own. As the clashing swords bounced off, the man burrowed into my guard, and his remaining hand fumbled at his waist. Stillness within motion. An astonishingly fast speed as the hand axe was drawn out. However, I couldn’t keep up with the man’s agility at all, and he slightly twisted...