Captain Hook faced Wolf, while I faced the kid wearing a hat with a feather attached on top. It was the same battle sequence we had before. But the only difference we had was…. It was our last battle.
"Look, matey. Me don't want to fight or kill you," Captain Hook pleaded, while hesitantly pulling off his ceremonial sword from his scabbard.
"I wouldn't fight me either," Wolf gave a rejoinder, while summoning his claws. "But if you get in our way, I have no choice but to fight you."
After overhearing Wolf's and Hook's conversation, Peter Pan threw a ball-like pixie dust towards me. And that projectile would be enough to kill a low-levelled player. If that hit me, the pixie dust stone would have left a mark around my shoulders, burning it like a roasted boar.
"Look, I don't want to hit a kid," I bickered, while playfully revealed my penitent's dagger in my hands.
"But I am no kid. I am even older than you."
