Fido's movements that were too fast made him only dumbfoundedly confused, he had never faced a figure who had such speed.
"This matter is so bad!" The white-haired Fender thought while pressing his severed arm, he tried to stop the bleeding.
Meanwhile, Fido was still standing behind the Vender with a distance of about 5 meters, he stood up straight without saying a word.
But the fiery turmoil that enveloped his body was enough to represent his anger.
A moment later, when the still frightened Vender turned around to look at his opponent, Fido had disappeared from his sight.
"Where is she?" He muttered frantically glaring, he looked in all directions to find Fido, but he still got no results.
"Whoosh... Whoosh!"
The wind howled as if someone was moving it, It wasn't until a few moments later that the Vender realized that his opponent was moving at such a high speed that he could only see a faint shadow that kept moving around.