Although the pickaxe coated with fire energy managed to emit a faint red color, it looked like a shooting star in the green mist. Although given to collect Energy Crystals, the now weaponized tool was about to reach its target, one breath left to touch his defenseless skull, but when Mel started coughing, he missed and stabbed into his left shoulder.
The hot blood was gushing out of nowhere, and Mel, opening his eyes, grabbed the attacking thick-necked student by the right wrist. The attacker who had tried to retract his weapon was not in the condition to do so, and the pickaxe was still in Mel's body despite three consecutive attempts.
"Don't be afraid, Jum, we're going to kill this bastard today!"