Hearing all those noises disgusted Valerie. She completely knew that what Eric was trying to portray was her son, Owen. But it was useless as she had come to terms with her feelings.
Suddenly, she felt a presence coming from behind. Without hesitation, she swung her spear and slashed this incoming presence.
*Crack!*
A crumbling concrete echoed in her ears as she turned around and saw the concrete pillar, cracked in half.
'Concrete? No, normal concrete can't stop my spear…' Valerie's expression turned grim. As she expected, the presence she felt earlier was Eric and the reason why she couldn't destroy a single concrete pillar was due to his reinforcement.
The moment her spear stuck on the concrete pillar, Eric emerged from behind the concrete and waved his hand.
Valerie raised her left hand and left foot as she took the full brunt of Eric's Magic Saint Fist Style, Burst.
