The arrows came down, the magma melted the ground, and the branch from the pot strangled Michael's leg.
However, Michael didn't flinch like a coward, although he was surprised to see all this, nevertheless, as an experienced fighter he kept a cool head.
BOOM!!
Dust arose by the impact of Dreamer's skills as 100,000 arrows crashed down on Michael.
Dreamer looked at Michael's spot as the dust settled and a man with just a few bruises appeared.
"I could have easily gone away from your attack but I wanted to show you how weak you are, against me at least." Michael said as he jerked his leg, breaking the branch that was holding it in place.
"You are fast, Michael. Is your gifted ability related to speed?" Dreamer asked, recalling Michael's moves.
However, Michael broke into laughter as he heard this. "Speed? Hahaha! This is just my normal speed! I haven't even used my gifted ability yet."
