The bandit, who Marvin thought would kill him, staggered a few steps forward like a headless chicken before falling. There was no blood as if the body was destroyed beyond bleeding.
"What the...?" the bandits were confused as to what happened. "Joe died...? What the hell happened?"
"Bastard, what have you done?" the boss shouted at Marvin as he unsheathed his sword. Marvin realized that he must have awakened his innate skill, which saved his life.
"Haha," laughed the farmer as he stood up, holding his dagger. "You thought that I was a weakling? The gears of fate are changing again, and this will be your last day on this earth!" shouted Marvin as he pointed his dagger at the group.
"Boss, this man is crazy... maybe he awakened an innate skill..." a few bandits were afraid.
"There is no way," the boss gritted his teeth, albeit looking uncertain. "Innate skills are for those powerful families with a lineage. This man looks like a peasant!"
