Chapter 38: Underworld
Shuvichi threw one last glance at the pleading eyes of the ruffian leader before stepping back. The other Shuvlok tribesmen did the same.
Hiro stepped forward with an easygoing demeanor. "Since you want to fight me, I'll give you a chance. You and your friends can attack me. Try to kill me if you want. No one else will interfere."
These words did not offer any comfort to the ruffian leader. Hiro's confidence only served to unsettle him. But he knew he had to act. He straightened himself as if preparing for a fair fight, but he discreetly signaled something to one of his friends.
This friend, the man with the largest build among the five troublemakers, received his leader's signal and chose to act. Thanks to Hiro continuously moving forward, he was now conveniently positioned some distance behind Hiro.
With no warning, the large man lunged at Hiro with a speed unbefitting of his build. What's more? His leader was not the only one with Soulbound equipment.
A large club appeared in the man's hands. It had a metallic sheen, but circular, faintly glowing spots covered parts of its surface.
The man swung the club at Hiro's side with everything he had.
Less than two seconds had passed since the man had started moving. Seeing his ambush about to be successful, Tara's face was covered in worry. She was about to shout to warn Hiro, but would she be able to make it in time? On the other hand, the ruffian leader's face lit up in joy.
Hiro had displayed the ability to teleport. There was a high chance that his Class was a Mage or some variant of it. And what was the weakness of Mages? Being caught unprepared in close combat!
There was only one problem here. Unfortunately for him, Hiro wasn't a mage. The moment the attacker entered Hiro's Sensory Force Vector, his fate had been sealed.
Hiro's right hand, which had been resting on the handle of his fastened steel club, suddenly moved. With great agility, Hiro turned around and swung his own club in one fluid motion.