...

'Fuck!'

Dilan was not bothered about his own well-being and tried to twist his body at an uncomfortable angle. However, even his extremely fast reflexes didn't allow him to fully twist his body as the wind blade had already emerged next to him.

Advancing with rapid velocity, it didn't halt in its tracks before piercing right into the target it had been shot at.

Mason flinched…and all of a sudden, Dilan felt something warm trickling down his right arm.

'No, fuck it. That can't happen right now!!'

Dilan increased his speed, forcing his body to endure even more pressure exerted by the unbearable and potent energies that surged through his body.

He wanted to escape the numerous volleys of attacks that shot toward him but that was easier said than done.

A bad feeling swept through his entire body and Dilan could clearly feel how Mason's movement grew weaker by the second.