Chapitre 362: God Of War [1]

The nearby cafe's wall shattered in an explosive burst, sending huge chunks of broken bricks, dust, and concrete flying everywhere as the masked man crashed through it.

Raymond, shocked to see his attack connect, turned his head to face Chase. He raised his thumb and said, "Nice work! Try not to give him any footing!"

For a martial artist, proper footing was crucial unless they possessed a movement art to bypass that requirement.

Without proper footing, they couldn't properly execute their attacks since the foundation of most weapon arts relied on precise movements.

Chase, still taking cover behind the pole, nodded.

Anastasia, perched atop that very same pole, gracefully hopped down. She shot a quick glance at Chase after landing and declared, "I'm going in."

Chase nodded.