"Make your move," Sherry uttered, her gaze cold as ice, as if Ethan was already dead in her eyes.
Ethan remained still, casting a casual glance at Sherry.
His dismissive gaze ignited a raging fire in Sherry.
Unable to bear it any longer, she dashed towards him with her gleaming dagger, leaving only a shadowy afterimage in the air.
"He does have some skills after all, no wonder he's so audacious," Ethan commented on Sherry's technique.
Standing on the sidelines, Pale Wolf couldn't help but shake his head, muttering to himself, "He knows full well how powerful the opponent is, yet he continues to underestimate and provoke her. Such reckless behavior. I can't fathom how this young man Ethan could have achieved a Rank S Hero status."
Mia overheard Pale Wolf's words.
She glared at him, fervently defending Ethan. "How dare you speak ill of him! That woman is no match for him!"
