Chapter 83: When A Camp Instructor Turned Out To Be A Kidnapper

Damien subconsciously avoided the fist with his battle insticts, with the fist landing an inch away from his ear, causing some of the winder to be blown against his hair. He immediately bounced forward and made a barrel roll before turning around and see who was responsible for the attack just now.

Lo and behold, it was myself. I gave a death glare towards Damien, clearly showing my bloodlust. Damien, who seemed threatened by my immense aura, continued to shift backwards until he felt like he was in a safe distance from me.