Chapitre 164: Standards?

The chilling aura sounding the psychopath was enough to tell Arthur what was coming next. This bastard was hungry for blood. 

His katana turned green before swinging it viciously.

With the girl still in his hands, he jumped out of the way. The katana stretched, turning into a thorned plant vine, and struck the building with an incredible force. 

"Mmm…" the man's eyes narrowed from underneath the mask. They were acknowledging Arthur's incredible speed and stamina.

"Since you have the face of that ungrateful bastard. I might as well end it here!" 

'This idiot isn't going to give up yet.' Arthur bit his lower lip in anger and flew away from the chaos. He had to pit this lady somewhere if he were to fight freely.

He landed on his feet, on the ground, skidding a little before obtaining balance. At this point, he was going to run out of mana and stamina. He could feel the shortness of his breath kicking in.