Wouldn�t that be enough to take down the White Star?

It happened as the tension in his body slowly released while he had that thought.

�Everybody snap out of it!�

Marquis Taylor returned to the castle wall and started to shout.

�It�s not over yet!�

He looked toward the black light.
He could see a large shield charging toward the black explosion at that moment.
They knew it as well.

Cale�s group had caused such strong explosions many times, but they were unable to defeat the White Star and the White Star had managed to unleash this much power on his own as well.

The white shield cut through the black smoke and charged toward the center as quickly as the wind.
Lock tightly clenched the shield in his hands.

�Lock. The White Star will manage to survive through most attacks. That is why you must not relax until the very end.�

Sheritt, his master had told him that.

�You must bite down until the very end. Battles are won by the more ruthless and persistent.�
�Lock, what did I say victory is?�

Lock started to speak.

�Living until the end.�

Victory was being alive at the end.
That was what Sheritt had told him.
She said that was why the White Star was amazing.

He was the enemy, but he was a tenacious bastard who had reincarnated and survived for 1,000 years.
In order to defeat such a bastard�

�I need to be tenacious as well.�

Lock made eye contact with someone as he ran through the black smoke.
It gave him chills.
Those eyes looked as if they wanted to eat him up.

Lock suddenly felt fear.
He was the one charging forward, but he felt as if he had become the prey.

�Lock, do as I tell you to do when you are afraid.� JrNovels.com