"I'm honestly surprised…" the woman said as smoke trailed from her lips.
Azel could smell it… the bitter scent of burning herbs used to make that cigarette. "I thought the Sword Saint's son would be much faster than this."
Nari screamed the moment she saw him. "Azel!"
The sound of her voice snapped Rain's attention instantly.
Her head turned, eyes widening when she saw the silver-haired young man bleeding out on the stone floor.
'The fuck…? Fuck… fuck… fuck… who the hell is that?' Rain thought rapidly.
Azel wasn't weak… he was very far from it.
He was a combat prodigy, one of the few who could fight above his rank according to Sebastian at least.
But now he was shaking and blood was pouring from his chest like a waterfall.
"Bang!" she shouted, thrusting her hand forward.
A bolt of holy energy shot across the room… a bright streak of gold that burned through the shadows.
It hit the woman squarely in the side… and bounced off.
Rain froze.
