"I..."
The unexpected turn of events caught Devlin off guard!
Today, he incited the Martial Artists of the entire city to battle the Grandmaster, yet he slipped away early to avoid danger!
But even so, he still encountered someone out for him.
Devlin was accustomed to stifling danger in its infancy.
Yet this sudden peril still made him feel fear!
Fear is a human instinct.
Whitaker Dog's strength was immense, evidently not a mere threat!
But truly intended to make him die in agony!
"I..." Devlin wanted to explain, but the words were stuck in his throat!
Asphyxia!
Dizziness!
And helplessness!
Devlin was unwilling!
Was he really going to die like this?
After scheming for centuries, holding the Break Sky Knife in his hand!
The Grandmaster had hunted him repeatedly but never caught him!
And today, did he indeed fall short?
An unexpected defeat!
Devlin was unwilling!
He abruptly opened his eyes, struggling desperately!
But.
To no avail.
Swish!
Suddenly.
