Surrounded on all sides, Rhode traded blows with the crowd in a furious flurry.
He lunged left and right, but could not break through their encirclement.
These elite fighters of the Defias Brotherhood immediately filled any gap left by someone he knocked back, keeping Rhode surrounded.
After all, Rhode was fighting roughly twenty experts at once, including someone like VanCleef. Even with the Three Magic Orbs activated, he could not easily deal with them.
I have to find an opening, or they'll wear me down.
With that thought, Rhode suddenly unleashed a burst of power. A wall of fire rose from the ground, forcing the dozen or so men before him to retreat a step.
Yet a gap had "coincidentally" appeared in that wall of fire.
Garrick stood right in front of it, and his keen eyes immediately spotted the opening.
Here's my chance!
As he saw it, Rhode was using all his strength to fend off multiple experts, and this wall of fire was his last line of defense.
If Garrick rushed through that gap-the weakest point in Rhode's defenses-he could surely kill him in a single strike!
Time to earn some glory!
Ranked just below the Brotherhood's three leaders, he naturally had formidable skills of his own. With an opportunity like this before him, he would never let it slip away.
Garrick thrust his sword forward and plunged into the gap in the wall of fire.
But he did not see Rhode.
What he saw was a Wok-Sized Fist!
A Mage Hand fist wreathed in sparks!
And that was the last thing he ever saw in this world.
Bang!
The fist struck Garrick squarely in the chest.
The heart of this elite Defias Brotherhood fighter was literally smashed apart.
Rhode punched a massive hole straight through his left