Chương 85: Weaklings

"What a shame... I would want to fight you all, but I don't have time to waste right now." Sol excalimed at that moment.

'I need to regroup pretty soon before my squad gets suspicious of me.'

"Your choice to escape died when you attacked our friend!" The archer screamed, unleashing his flame arrow.

"Attacked your friend?" Sol calmly gazed at the young archer, making the teen furrow his brows.

Sol allowed the arrow to clash against his wrist guard and deflect to the side as he said, "He had the audacity to attack me first, so he got what was coming to him."

The swordsman from above had neared merely 10 feet above Sol by this point.

Sol looked up, swiftly dodging the sword as he kicked the larger man in the stomach whilst he was still in mid-air.

The kick sent him flying. He slammed into the trunk of the tree before thudding down multiple branches--eventually landing on the floor.