Standing in the middle of nowhere in the Endless Wilderness, in the territory of the demonic Rats, Lightning Surfer stood motionlessly, replaying the events of his clash against the hollow-eyed killer in his head.
"What exactly happened?" He frowned.
He still didn't understand exactly what happened.
One moment, he was charging towards the masked hunter, sure of killing him already and the next moment, he felt his legs weakening.
His movement speed was so fast that he couldn't even tell that a blade was what cut him till after recovering from his temporary concussion.
Remembering how the masked hunter kicked him hard on the face, this hunter's eyes narrowed in rage as he rubbed his hurting chin. "Bastard!"
He clenched his fists tightly. 'How dare they take the lamp? It would only cost me money, but it's energy can be recharged!' He gritted his teeth angrily.
'Those blades,' he thought. 'Where did they originate from?'
