"Elijah!" I yelled out the name of the person who had brought our party to shambles from the very beginning with the utmost rage that had been piled up inside of me.
I dashed towards him and swung my sword from his left, trying to sever his head immediately and finish the whole deal with one strike.
Like a panther, he bent backward unnaturally. I tried to whip a kick toward his feet so he would lose balance. And again, after his hands reached the ground in that state, he did a backflip quickly enough to evade me.
"Fyu~" He whistled, "Quite the moves, aren't they?" He smirked with this expression on his face as if he was getting off of our fight.
"How the fuck are you here?" I questioned him with a seething tone, not holding back anything.
