''What were you doing in Klaris City?'' An icy voice resounded in Jerouch's ears.
Bang!
Jerouch subconsciously raised his left arm, and then what followed was a humongous collision that made his hand go numb before flinging him away like a used can.
'Fuck.' Jerouch cursed.
The attack was too sudden. He didn't expect them to act violently right from the start, since he believed that his cover had not been blown up yet.
However, that seemed not to be the case.
''Frostbite.'' Jerouch's eyeballs turned crystal white for a moment before they returned to their original scarlet colour.
''Swap.''
Before the attackers could process what Jerouch just did, he had already swapped positions with the saddle of the horse, and he instantly appeared on top of it.
Without glancing back, he started dashing forward.
Behind him, the screeches of the flying beast echoed in the surroundings as they straight away died from the sneak attack.
