Chương 181: His Spear?

"So we really have to do this?" Elisa asked.

Mark nodded.

Both tightened their grips over their respective weapons.

In the middle of the dense blizzard, they stood about a dozen meters away from one another.

A dozen meters away from the midway point, an agitated Moonlit Feline was seated.

From Mark's Inventory, a thigh bone was pulled out.

He threw it in the air with a snap of his wrist, giving it plenty of spin.

When it would hit the ground, the two would start.

Mark immediately tilted his body forward, ready to launch himself forward armed with his Spear.

Elisa, on the other hand, stood tall. She reversed her grip around both her Timeworn Elven Daggers while taking small hops on the snow.

'Why is she hopping around like that? Warming up, or...?' Mark asked himself while the bone was spinning in the air.

He thought it could mess with her timing, giving him a definite advantage.