The teenager took a deep drag on his cigarette before exhaling. Thick white smoke covered his vision for a few moments before finally disappearing in the night wind.
"He's tough," the boy said when his eyes saw how Zane fought.
Zane hasn't even taken out his weapon yet. From where he was now standing - behind a large tree in the garden in front of the hotel - the boy still couldn't see the expression on Zane's face. However, he was sure that the guild master did not show an expression of struggle.
*BOOM!*
The ground shook. The boy saw Zane punch his fist to hit the ground where one of his attackers had fallen.
A crack appeared there with Zane's fist as its center. Zane glanced around. He regarded all his attackers with green eyes that looked indifferent.
'They're not as strong as, I thought. But, they can avoid me well,' Zane thought.
