[+10Exp]
Heh.
I began to hop from Ferin to Ferin, stepping on their heads and breaking their skulls as I did. The Exp count kept rising.
Partially absorbed by the exhilarating stream of Exp, I failed to properly hear the faint sound of a chuckle, just beside me.
And by the time I heard it, turning my neck, it was already a bit too late.
Marcus stood on a flying Ferin, just beside me, grinning as if I stole from him.
Yeah, I stole your move.
I frowned.
So what?
But his eyes weren't focused on me. Instead, he stared down below, amusement painted on his expression.
I traced his gaze, and down below, Jericho's figure advanced, running from the monsters that attacked him at the mall entrance.
Just at the entrance, there, a packed duffel bag, filled to the brim, lay unmoving.
Suddenly, Jericho jumped high as he widely outstretched both of his arms.
In his open palms, light gathered.
