RETURNING.

"Brat, use your needles." While Delvin was wondering, how would he be able to defend himself now, Goldy's voice travelled from behind his back, which made him remember about the steel needles that he kept on his waist. As his shield was dropped two steps back of him, going back and picking it up was clearly not an option now because in meantime his enemy would just swing his axe and kill him off in single strike.

"Just how many weapons do you have on you." Jules got even more angrier after noticing that his enemy had pulled out an another weapon, so he stopped channeling of refined qi and lunged forward with a roar to attack with his axe swinging from above his head.