Ch72. Slight of hand - 2
Collins looked emotionless at Octavius as the latter took his arm, immediately throwing his target, Rhegal, several steps away with a pull.
"You're really going to protect that thing?" He sighed, trying to pull his arm back from Octavius' grip.
But he was unsuccessful. The leader of the Guardian guild was way too strong.
Octavius didn't say a word to reply Collins' question. Instead, he got up from his chair and planted his foot solidly in front of his unexpected opponent, and at the same time, while the great hall was in utter commotion around them, Octavius pulled Collins' arm.
The next thing Collins knew, was his body flying towards the wall, and his right ribs hurting like nothing before.
In less than a second, he had been blocked, destabilized, and hit by a single man.
Collins was an awakened, but even with the agents of the Monitoring Division, it usually took six of them to make him put effort in the fighting.