Grey groaned inwardly, but his reaction was still fast. He let the Spear of Purpose back into Joaquin's ring quickly along with a certain box with an exaggerated name.
Leaping to his feet, he had already summoned his fang daggers into his palms, facing off against Sir Kulin who held out a spear before him.
'Dammit. He's strong.' Grey groaned again.
He could feel that Kulin wasn't of just the Established Class. His pressure wasn't as great as Baron Giyoto, so he was probably in the Vector Class. But the pressure also wasn't as great as Captain Terran, so he was probably in the lower tiers.
'Should I run?' Grey wondered. 'Can I even outrun someone like this?'
Grey took a breath and exhaled, everything flowing smoothly until a pair of short blades extended from the body of the fang daggers.
Regardless, if he wanted a chance to go back to the city and do anything with some normalcy, he couldn't have any other witnesses.
