But because of this...
He had lost track of where he was going.
Initially, his plan was to scare them off using his "Orb of Devastating Blood" and then tactically retreat.
He wasn't naive enough to know he was capable of winning a three vs one. There was no chance at his current level.
Placing his hand against the side of a tree, he huffed deeply, getting back his breath before running again.
After a few short minutes, he pushed himself off the tree, prepared to go before suddenly freezing.
"You look hurt. I wonder why..."
Quickly tilting his head up, he found a rather attractive white-haired girl with blue eyes, smiling down as she sat in the tree with her legs crossed.
The way she was looking down at him couldn't help but make him irk.
She was giving him a condescending look.
Straightening his back, ignoring the pain that came from it, he responded with his usual arrogant tone.
"Hurt? This is merely a flesh wound... A flesh wound that came from you I don't doubt."
