"Damn it, stop running!" Samuel cursed and came to a halt.
"Ha! Looks like you finally ran out of steam!" William also stopped, standing fifteen feet away from Samuel, and chuckled coldly.
He had always been good at provoking others.
"Just shut up! I don't want to talk to you!" Samuel glared at William fiercely and said, "You're fast, huh? I wonder if you're faster than my throwing knife?"
"Fast, am I?" William glanced at him.
"Let's find out!" Samuel said, as a throwing knife appeared in his hand.
Walker, watching from outside, thought, Oh? This I know!
But a regular thrown knife and one thrown using the Celestial Blade Art are not even on the same level!
A knife thrown without using any special techniques would lose force due to Earth's gravity and air resistance. Even if thrown with great speed and accuracy, that would at most be considered a low-level martial skill in this world.
