Axel stood there silently, unable to believe what had just happened.
Surprisingly, he wasn't angry.
Instead, he was trying to understand exactly how a fat dog had managed to hit him.
'Impossible…'
His expression remained calm, but countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
'There's no way this happened! Did she predict my movement? No… that shouldn't be possible, then was it pure luck?'
The more he replayed the scene in his mind, the stranger it became.
As a Master, losing balance for no reason was nearly impossible.
Yet, it had happened and the result spoke for itself.
A dog had successfully landed a clean hit on him.
"Hmph! Do you want to fight again, woof?" Voomie proudly declared while raising her head high.
She looked every bit like a victorious general returning from war.
Before she could continue boasting, Caelum quietly picked her up.
He then walked toward Axel with a rather troubled expression.
