Bab 184: Guild (3)

The man's fist shot forward with brutal speed, a quick jab aimed directly at Lucavion's face. The motion was sudden and precise, powered by the kind of brute strength that had likely won him more than a few bar brawls. Valeria's eyes widened in shock. She hadn't expected the adventurer to escalate things so quickly, and she instinctively reached for her sword, ready to intervene.

But Lucavion… he didn't move. He didn't even flinch.

He sat there, completely still, his calm demeanor unchanged, as if the fist flying toward him was of no consequence at all. Valeria's heart leaped into her throat as she prepared for the impact, her body tense, ready to spring into action.

What is he doing? she thought, disbelief washing over her. Was he seriously going to let this brute hit him?