"I will keep it fair and continue eating my breakfast." Felix looked at the juniors, who had their abilities active while surrounding the camp, and said calmly, "Just don't aim at me or those two."
"Don't listen to his bullshit and target the healer and buffer!" A well-toned man with a scar on his forehead, ordered coldly while pointing three hovering bronze daggers at the worried Olivia and Lexie.
Alas, he should have just listened.
Phew! Peng!
By the time the sound of wind resounded in the ears of the well-toned man, his forehead was struck by a small pebble, making him stagger two steps behind before standing stiffly.
Startled, the juniors near him turned around and promptly gasped out loud at the sight of their captain, having a pebble stuck right in the middle of his forehead.
A tiny drop of blood coursed down from the wound, letting them know that his injury was pretty serious!
THUD!
