'That was perfect.'
Clover exclaimed in his thought. From the countless time that he had performed his deadly strikes, this was the first time that he had executed it perfectly. After all, the target did not move and was standing very stably and steady, causing his proficiency at throwing the flying knives without flaw to almost reached perfection.
His eyes swept to those people who witness his throwing form and immediately made a conclusion. Eliza was the only one who noticed his performance since her eyes were fixated on the outcome, which was in the training dummy. However, the people who saw his throwing form from start to end, their eyes were fixated only on him.
That means that they could not see the flying knife's object flying out of his hands. It was natural, after all, since he threw it perfectly and drew all the force his body strength could provide.
