Noa thought he had everything under control, and that moment later the country bumpkin would be kowtowing before him, begging for mercy. However…
Noa could feel a sharp cold metal pressing on his nape. Warm liquid trickled down his spine and his body shuddered in horror.
"W-what…" Noa struggled to mutter something coherent, yet, only short disjointed muffled breaths left his mouth.
"Just a little more and you will be lying cold on the ground" Jerouch's austere voice sounded like that of the soul reaper in Noa's ears, making him tremble in shear terror.
Just as Noa was trying to launch a spell earlier, Jerouch with his heightened agility and short burst teleportation had stealthily appeared behind Noa with a dark blade pressing on his prey's neck.
It wasn't just Noa that felt chills run down his spine. Even the onlookers shivered from the short display of power that Jerouch just demonstrated right before everyone.
