As the gold coin tumbled in the air, all eyes remained on it.
Before the coin even came down, Eros used his walking stick as a bat against the coin.
*SWOOUSH—CHUNK!*
Once again, another unfortunate victim was sent ahead of time to the underworld.
Captain Bulk saw this in his boiling anger, he no longer cared that Eros was a noble, "FIRE!"
He ordered.
The arrows released.
*MIRAGE STEPS!!!*
Eros used his movement technique. Since the last time he used it, he had grown very far in strength.
The Eros back on the ship or even the black island was a far different Eros from the one that was here.
All the incoming arrows seemed to slow down in mid air.
It was almost as if their speed had become a crawl before his eyes.
This was just how fast he was moving and his mind was calculating things.
Arrows!? What a joke. Even if it had been bullets, Eros would have still treated them as such.
