The number two Shadow Hunter, Illusionist Louis, issued a battle invitation.
Casio's expressionless face suddenly cracked a silent smile, his right hand still pinching a piece of the silver-core rapier, gently rubbing it. The hard alloy turned into wisps of iron powder that fell down.
"Fine."
Casio accepted, but his gaze slowly swept over the line of people. Their differing statuses were reflected in their changing expressions. For instance, the number three Shadow Hunter, Jin, stepped forward half a pace. He opened his mouth but ultimately didn't speak, a trace of unwillingness in his eyes. Whereas Illusionist Louis' gaze was quite oppressive, as if he was sizing up Casio from head to toe.
Next to them, the number one Shadow Hunter and Holy Light Hunter, Dilixiati, adopted a stance of watching from the sidelines. It seemed he wanted to observe as a spectator how many moves Illusionist Louis could force out of Casio.
