Tiger? Appearing within the Great Rift?
This was clearly an impossible occurrence, yet it happened just like that. After a brief panic, Fast broke free from the tumultuous emotions, realizing this was merely a deceitful illusion.
An illusion born out of fear.
Immediately, a bone-chilling intent to kill descended upon Fast's mind, blood seeping from between his teeth. The strange sensation of inertia suppressed Fast, but fortunately, it only lasted for a few seconds.
A few seconds later, Fast forcibly escaped from it. He tried to continue pulling the trigger, but after a gunshot, the bullet was slashed down by a Bone-breaking Knife.
The Tiger walked to stand beside Lebius, its gaze sharp as a torch.
Lebius spoke softly, "I thought you would be faster."
"I've been trying to be fast," Geoffrey showed Lebius his attire, "I didn't even have time to change out of my pajamas."
Hearing Geoffrey's words, it was only then that Lebius noticed the absurdity of Geoffrey's clothing.
