.
A Fourth-Rank Lord… and his entourage…
Two Second-Rank Lords… I might have been able to face them, but—
I had a truly bad feeling about that blond Fourth-Rank.
My thoughts were tangled and chaotic… yet my eyes remained locked on the Second-Rank Lord in the yellow robe.
He was wearing a yellow mask as well.
"He really is elegant with that mask," I whispered… then once more… I focused on my approaching opponent…
Suddenly—
He began to close the distance faster—
And faster—
"What is this?" I muttered in confusion…
Then—
The Second-Rank Lord was far faster than he had appeared to be.
"Damn…" I snorted as I moved to the side—
There wasn't enough time—
BOOOOOOM—
"AAH!" I screamed.
All I felt was my head spinning in multiple directions—
I was hurled violently dozens of meters away—
I leaned on my wrist—
I stood up… spat out the blood that had filled my mouth—
"Damn it… how did that happen?" I muttered angrily.
