Hummmm……

The humming sound was accompanied by the sounds of blades slicing through paper. A long thin gash appeared on the forest floor. They would have missed it if they hadn’t been paying attention.

In the face of such powerful, hostile energy, Jacob arched backwards, and in one movement, threw a punch out.

The forest trembled. The plate cracked in two and the sphere dispersed. Bamboo leaves disintegrated, and the ground was cracked.

The blade that Frost had been holding had shattered. The flesh of the arm holding onto it had crumpled into a distinguishable mass of skin and flesh. Frost collapsed onto the ground. His face twisted in pain.

A breeze blew past, and another leaf floated before Jacob.

He oh so casually caught it with his fingers again.

Flint was shocked that the C-rank assassin from the Hunter’s Association could not even withstand a punch. “Have mercy!” He pleaded.

Jacob glanced at him. His eyes shone with cold intent, and he raised his right hand.

bright green light flashed through

“You…”

short three years he had joined the association, he managed to

kill him too?” Flint was horrified. His eyes widened as

to pat his daughter’s head when he

turning to Flint. His eyes were now like daggers, “One more

his threat. After all, he had nothing

Whimper…

away from them, a fawn cried out as it struggled to tug free from the weight of the bamboo leaves. It looked

at her father’s sleeve. Her

bring it to the vet.” Jacob smiled widely as he led his daughter

we can’t get

in front of an iron

held the little foal in his arms. He glanced

his head. “Mr. Lynch, was it? I suggest

a powerful man. I am nowhere near you. You can take the deer with you, but the Hunter’s

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