The Gwenna Corps Clash: Gwenna vs. Kyle (1)

The demon Gwenna swung his massive weapon.

The greatsword, as broad as an iron plate, sliced through the air as it lunged at Kyle, intent on cutting him down.

Kyle desperately dodged the greatsword and weathered its fierce assault.

Kyle had already shed the leather armor he’d been wearing and was now clad only in his clothes. He had done so to make himself even a little lighter.

The blade of Gwenna’s greatsword was larger than an axe. It was easy to imagine that a single direct hit would cut Kyle in half, even if he were wearing armor from head to toe.

He had discarded his armor, deciding he had no need for it—but Kyle soon regretted doing so.

Kyle continued to evade Gwenna’s relentless assault by a hair’s breadth, but the tip of the blade grazed his clothes, which were already barely recognizable.

Gwenna swung his greatsword at terrifying speed; even a mere graze could prove fatal.

If he had been wearing armor, it might have protected him from a glancing blow, but it was too late for regrets.

Gwenna’s strength matched his enormous frame, and he swung his gigantic greatsword like a twig. But the most terrifying thing of all was his accuracy...