"Run faster, Ryuk! Or we'll really be late!" The alarmed yet confused voice of Quinn echoed in the background as he turned his head. About 15 meters behind him, none other than Ryuk was running forward, his breath puffing out in heavy clouds.
"What the hell!"
"I am running as fast as I can!" Ryuk roared back, glaring at Quinn's disbelieving face with an annoyed click of his tongue.
But he wasn't annoyed at Quinn—he was annoyed at himself.
Quinn didn't even seem like he was running at his fastest speed, yet Ryuk was failing to catch up even after using all his strength to run.
The air slapped against Ryuk's face, and he could clearly feel the difference in his current speed, which must have improved significantly thanks to his stats.
Yet, even after leveling up, he still couldn't catch up to Quinn!
"How... how are you even... so... so... fast?!" Ryuk panted.
"Aren't you the... weakest fallen genius... around?"
