Chapter 1962

Wasn't Nordalus dominating just moments ago? Hadn't he just beaten up Perseus so badly that the latter was coughing up blood? Javier had already pictured himself taking down Logan with his own hands the moment Perseus was sent flying. But in the blink of an eye, everything had flipped. Now, Nordalus was completely helpless, like prey caught in a predator's jaws. He couldn't fight back at all. Rochelle never expected Perseus to turn the tide. If this continued, how could she maintain her taunting? Nordalus clenched his teeth. "You're a coward! You don't have the guts to face me head-on. All you're doing is using speed to catch me off guard. That's not real strength!" Ignoring the pain, he forced himself up, his fists trembling from how tightly he clenched them. His jaw was so tense it seemed like his teeth would shatter at any moment. He was full of raw power but had no way to channel it. No matter how much strength he had, it was meaningless if he couldn't land a hit. "You real