Level Three (part 32)
"Right now, it does not matter if I am a rogue hunter or you belong to another Guild. What does matter is who will survive till the end. So do you dare?" Qiao gripped his weapon tight, as if his weapon was ready and wanted to taste the human blood badly. What made Qiao different from many other chasers was his attitude in severe situations. He would be decisive when it was required.
His attitude, which sometimes seemed reckless, would bring a wave of fear to whoever wanted to bully him no matter with numbers of team or the level. Limmu heard the words of this chaser and gulped, his choice to act mature and strong was going to be tested right at this spot, right now.
