Most of the hunters were scared out of their wits as they all glared at the towering gold monstrosity with dreadful expressions.
So strong!
Calder, who sat on the blue tipped grass while placing his palm over his shoulder would had a grave expression on his face. He was so close to turning, but he held back.
That heap of gold isn't worth it! I just hope Lucas has some trick to help us in this situation...
"Calder, please if I die here today. Take care of Dracon, and... don't you dare use my armour to show off!" Lucas roared as he took a battle stance with a fierce and righteous look on his face, "And clear my browsing history, no one except your should see what I've been watching."
Calder was dumbfounded as he stared at Lucas. What's wrong with him?
"Cough cough, Lucas. Did you get a concussion from fending off such a powerful blow?" The thief on glasses said as he frowned tightly with a grave expression on his face.