Just like a flood flowing through the narrow corridors, Bowen's mana rushed through his vessels at the same time…
Whirl, whirr, wrill… The sound of all traps activating filled the room.
"YOU CRAZY SON OF A BIT*H," shouted Sheldon.
Everyone understood what kind of psycho they were dealing with. Even big criminals wouldn't dare to make such an absurd move. Is he going to drag everyone along with his death, they thought.
Nonetheless, for Bowen, this is his last strand of hope. He has already thrown himself into the lion's den; he should be ready for anything. He also had a hunch that with his 5 senses increased to level 4, he can whip something out of the tragedy.
And he was right. A large iron spike flew towards Bowen, and at the moment he activated his 5 senses skill, everything seemed to slow down. He could see the trajectory of the iron spike well. He used a quick dash and moved an inch forward.
