Noah fell from the terrace.
His body twisted mid-air. He gathered mana around his feet.
Just below him was a huge panel on which the name of the shop was written.
He landed on the edge of the panel, then jumped from it and landed on the street. His landing sent a sharp pain through his back because of the hit he had taken just a few seconds ago.
Noah didn't even look up and started to run with all his strength.
Mana enforced his movements, making him faster. He ran faster than ever. It was a run for his life. The man would come behind him at any time.
He held the spear tightly, being ready for an attack at any time.
Mana started to move towards the weapon, covering it with a blue glow.
Petrick had also followed him. He jumped from the terrace, running behind Noah.
Just then, with unbelievable speed, Petrick came behind him. He was holding daggers in both hands. He swung the dagger in his right hand. A sharp black slash shot out from the dagger, going towards Noah.
