Draken charged straight at Donald with his fist raised.
Donald could easily take an ordinary punch from him, but his fist had been reinforced with adamantium, so even he had no choice but to dodge it.
While backing away, however, Donald realized something was amiss and stopped retreating.
Instead, he stepped to the side to dodge the incoming punch and retreated in the direction Draken came from.
It wasn't until Donald touched the back of his neck that he realized he was right about it.
Something had grazed the back of his neck when he dodged the attack earlier, and his flesh had been cut open a second later.
Donald swung his sword in the air, and a buzzing noise came from behind Draken.
“Golden Cicada Silk? Why do you have this?”
While having a solid foundation in martial arts was crucial to becoming an expert in combat, one's weapons and strategies also played a huge role.
Golden Cicada Silk was a type of secret weapon, and only two of them existed in the world.
Its user would be able to set up razor-sharp silk formations in any way they could think of within a ten-meter radius.
Most people wouldn't even realize they had come into contact with it until they had taken a few steps forward and see their bodies falling apart.
Donald had assumed that Draken was just another ordinary man the Youngblood family of Pollerton had sent.
He was surprised when he saw Draken's adamantium fist and Golden Cicada Silk.
In order to conceal his identity from outsiders, Donald had deliberately destroyed the restriction around the entire safe house when entering.
At that moment, he did not have much room to move about.
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