Derek

Immediately, he tilted his head to the side. 

Because he reacted late, even though the dart didn't pierce his head, it still left a deep gash on his cheek.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Before he could sigh in relief, several more darts came flying at him from different angles, leaving no room for him to dodge.

At the same time, he heard the man's reckless laughter. "Haha, you stupid bastard. Did you think I had some mental problem? Haha. Go die."

Seeing that he couldn't evade all the darts in time, his gaze focused and his grasp on the sword hilt tightened. Activating the [Berserk] once again, he brandished the sword, slashing it in every direction with at the fastest speed possible for him.

When the man realized what Luke wanted to do, he mockingly laughed. "You aren't fast enough to…"