Chapter 573
"Who's next for a beatdown?!" she asked.
Ray stood two metres away from her, his gauntlets gleaming under the light as he glared at Noelle, his heart thumping wildly. He didn't know what to do yet—attack, defend, or wait for an opening.
Finral was slowly getting back up on his feet, his sword cracked massively while blood dripped down the corner of his mouth. He huffed and panted heavily, his tired eyes locked on Noelle, who just stood there with that same unbothered look on her face.
"What? None of you are coming again? Why is that? Scared?" she asked, and another small smirk flashed across her lips.
"Fear, huh?" Ray muttered after calming his beating heart. He took in several deep breaths before stepping forward. "What an interesting emotion.
But at this moment, I don't feel it when I look at you. Why? I don't even know. Or maybe it's because you're too weak to make me scared?" he asked, grinning slightly as his words hit a nerve.
