'From facing one hundred thousand undead in each wave, now facing only one opponent. Yet somehow, this little short being makes me feel that he is more dangerous than facing 12 waves; each wave having 100,000 undead monsters.'
By now, he had activated all of his passive abilities. Underestimating his opponent would be fatal and end in his defeat.
With Crimson Lightning wrapped around his body as a lightning armour, he dashed towards Kael at full pace.
Those emotionless black pupils stared at Aditya, doing nothing.
Tchk!!!
At first, he thought he was imagining hearing a very faint sound that was almost escaping his ears. But he did not stop and continued forward. But he then felt a sharp pain on his left cheek, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw drops of blood rolling down his cheek.
Seeing this, he immediately stopped.
His free palm touched his left cheek.
He felt something wet and warm.
