In the sudden chill, Huai Shi desperately rolled, trying to dodge.
But he still felt a pain in his back. The attacker's movements were unexpectedly fast, and the coat, reinforced with layers of iron wire and protective material, was nearly penetrated by the blow.
One strike was immediately followed by another.
The sound of something tearing through the air exploded again.
Without looking back, Huai Shi threw his Iron Hammer and ducked behind a shelf. He immediately heard the sharp sound of metal being pierced. Then, roaring with all his might, he shoved the entire shelf toward his pursuer.
Amidst the momentary crash of the shelf toppling, a continuous cacophony of shattering sounds erupted.
The attacker quickly retreated, wisps of crimson mist swirling around them. On their pale face, their eyes emitted a sanguine light. In their left hand, they held a slender Cavalry Sword—clearly the weapon that had almost impaled Huai Shi.
Sublimators!
