"McRae, move quickly. He's in front of you."
Jack was panicking now.
The last person who wanted to lose was Jack.
Now, Jack still wanted McRae to take revenge for him.
However, at this moment, McRae was still in no hurry.
He placed the mouse needle on the skill and looked at the introduction.
Meanwhile, Lyle…
Looked at McRae, who was still not moving.
He didn't know what McRae wanted to do now, but since McRae was courting death, he was going to attack.
Lyle slashed with the dagger in his hand.
And because the dagger was a little short, it didn't touch McRae.
"Didn't move?? Did you see through my skill, or didn't react?"
Lyle thought to himself.
The dagger in his hand stabbed at McRae.
This time, Lyle aimed his dagger at McRae's heart.
Just as the dagger was about to approach McRae,
McRae placed his hands on his chest.
His hands protected his head as his waist sank.
