"What are you doing? Stop!"
Just as Marvin was worrying that that plague envoy would join in, Black Jack suddenly shouted, "He is mine!"
Dissatisfied, the plague envoy replied, "I only wanted to help you…"
"Many thanks, but no need!"
Black Jack sneered, "I can take care of him by myself!"
"You had better go take care of your group of followers!"
The plague envoy stomped his feet angrily. He then moved toward that group of youths.
'A chance appeared!' Marvin felt lucky.
Even if he wasn't Black Jack's opponent in a one on one, he should be able to flee.
Facing the latter's rain of attacks, Marvin began consciously dodging.
He would end up in a difficult situation at every move.
It looked like he would be cut down by that dagger each time, but he would always make a dangerous dodge!
Furthermore, each dodge would reduce the distance to the exit.
