The Familiar Stranger

Angor clenched his teeth. He could not keep running like this. He had to run back, but with the madman right behind him, he had to deal with him somehow in order to escape.

He did not have time to think of other ideas. Facing imminent danger, Angor's mind worked quickly. He saw a small chance and kicked at the wall, hoping to use the counterforce to leap past the man.

Angor's body moved like an arrow and rushed at the opposite direction swiftly.

He could not have done something like this before. However, the previous crisis with the strange wall improved his physical abilities, and now he could perform some difficult aerobatic moves.

Angor was happy to see his superior potential. He was confident that he could get away when the cane suddenly appeared above him and went down at his head. The madman knew he would lose Angor like this, so he threw his weapon at Angor as hard as he could.