"Fuck!"
Yoon-Jae having been caught off guard by Mar-Dule's sudden hard slap let slip and curse before turning to glare at him while clutching his throbbing back.
He wasn't like Sol or this fucker with a strong physique. Just look at him, he was one of the oldest people here but he was the shortest.
Sure his physical body was more robust than normal alchemy disciples, but the so-called 'normal physiques' for alchemy disciples was them suffering from a sprained wrist if they left something too heavy. In other words, they were worth less than dirty in a melee fight.
"Ah, sorry about that."
Mar-Dule awkwardly apologized, he was just too excited. That was seen as he turned to everyone and yelled once more.
"The Eight Trigrams Decryption Array! Aren't there eight of us? What if we used that to disable the Formation Arrays?!"
Sol perked up, Yoon-Jae did as well.
"Will that work?"
Cheong-Su asked.
