The loud thwack reverberated from the back of his knee, a shocking pain shot up his right leg and he collapsed. Almost. The man staggered back up and then received another blow to his side. He winced and caught himself—until he got hit in the back again.
Han finally crashed on the grass.
The young man still held on the single dagger in his hand, fingers twitching slightly. He could still feel them. [ Unerring Throw ] would do them good—but the blade had dug itself in the ground.
She would notice it either way so he stopped.
He rested his head on the grass. His endurance and other things were leveling up but the ache rolled throughout everywhere. Getting a couple of whackings for the past three minutes wasn't nice even with his own body.
"S-Sorry!" Lu Rei said.
