Just then, the axe which Francis had thrown to the side flew back at Luke at an even faster speed.
It was Angel who had caught the axe and thrown it back. Then, she grabbed a thick steel pipe next to her and swung it.
The metal pipe whistled through the air.
Luke suddenly stopped and retreated. He deflected the spinning axe with the dagger in his left hand and the steel pipe with the dagger in his right hand.
Clang!
There was a loud metallic clash, and Luke took several light steps back.
The steel pipe slowed down and didn't even touch his clothes.
Angel, who had suddenly launched the attack, was shocked. She had already loosened her grip on the long steel pipe. Pushing off of her feet, she kicked up dust and left deep footprints behind.
She yelled and pushed forward with her fists, aiming for Luke's upper torso.
Luke smiled again. Putting the daggers back at his waist, he opened his hands and met her fists.
Bang!
