Due to some bad habits, Kyle wasted some brains and hearts. The technique he had learned was vital strikes. So his usual strikes were either on the heart or brain.
In about an hour, the whole group of bandits was dead, the leader of the team was a joke. His attacks were lousy at best. Kyle didn't know why this mission gave him a hundred thousand gold coins but it was easy.
With all the bodies in the inventory, he went on a sprint again toward Willsburg, upon reaching back, the guild was the first thing he went to.
"How can I help you, sir?" A receptionist asked Kyle who like always broke the line, yet this time, it went a little scary.
"Do you mind not breaking the line?" A vein popped in the female evolver's face, she was standing near the reception as it was her turn.
Kyle looked at her, she had a pretty face yet an aura of maturity leaked from her body. Kyle knew just by her aura that she was an intermediate evolver.
