His stats came alive right before his eyes.
Mana reading was 1.
That can't be right, one?
'Am screw--'
He got cut off.
Slammed right into the wall, this time he saw the reinforcement. It was just an empty room beyond the walls. Beyond this empty room lay the real world.
'If I keep getting slammed around, I'll break something and open up a road to our regular world.'
'I have to redirect its direction, pattern, and attacks.'
Rean was thinking pretty selflessly, but was he really in a situation to do so?
The goblin vanished.
Not fast enough to blur—
Fast enough to disappear entirely from where Rean expected it to be.
A sharp pressure snapped across his instincts.
Right side.
Rean turned—
Too late.
The first hit landed against his ribs with a sound like a hammer crashing into reinforced steel. The force bent his body sideways instantly, boots tearing across the ground before the second strike came.
Then the third.
Then the fourth.
No pause between them.
