Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
Space trembled violently as it twisted more and more as if someone was on the other side. Then, out of nowhere, a hand appeared as shards of space flew aside, and out came the same man the girl had just killed.
Space was quickly restored as the shaking stopped.
The man shook the dust off his coat, turned his neck a few times, and with a calm look said, "Death Ghost Dagger, right? It's not a bad toy, but... you don't seem to know who you're trying to kill. It's definitely not your level."
Despite the fact that the man had just lost his arms and was destroyed to the very last drop of blood, there were no injuries on his body. Moreover, he acted as if nothing serious had happened.
"How...? How is it possible...? You're dead... Even you couldn't recover from nothing..." The girl muttered in a trembling voice while in disbelief.
