บท 162: Heaven's Storm

"Do it, Ma-Ri!"

Jun-Seo looked back at the boisterous voice that yelled directly past his ear, seeing the burly man directly pressed behind him, now holding him in a tight lock with a single one of his muscular arms.

"You–!?" Jun-Seo angrily snarled.

Just as he released his innate, demonic power, blowing Korain back–STAB.

There wasn't enough time for him to react before the radiant needle stuck itself through his torso at a blinding speed.

"Gyuh–!" He spit out black blood.

The thin rapier held within it an overwhelming amount of power, relative to its small-seeming size–causing Jun-Seo to vomit out black gunk before attempting to swipe at the girl.

Just as he tried to retaliate, missing as the young woman plucked the blade from his chest and jumped back with a flash step, he nearly fell over from the agonizing burn left within his body.