C586 The Sword Comes!

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Robert stood his ground, hands clasped behind his back, unflinchingly facing the barrage of sword beams. Golden meteors struck his body, eliciting the sound of metal on metal, as if they were clashing against a steel plate. A green-golden glow began to radiate from Robert's form with each impact.

"It's futile