Kapitel 214: That Piece of Cloth

"F. FUCK OFF!"

With a burst of strength, Dexter managed to swat away Damian's club allowing him to take a momentary breather. Using the opportunity, he immediately retreated a few meters away.

He turned to look at Emon standing a distance away from him, "Idiot! Are you just going to stand there and do nothing?"

Getting stared daggers by Dexter, Emon could only shake his head. Deep inside he was already pretty annoyed. His enrage meter was almost at full by now. 'Can't you see that if I move, his companion will intercept me? Tsk!'

It was clear as day that the opposing party is stronger than Dexter. If he decided to move, he is confident that he would be able to fight toe to toe with Burge. However, what he was worried about is that if for an instance that Dexter will be defeated, he would be besieged by the two. 

At that time, Emon fully knew that he would be done for.