You’re Next
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After Successfully creating an opening in the Flame Vyker's protective field and landing a blow that sent him slamming into the mansion's wall, Devon clenched his fist and ignored the pain of the burn that had charred his fingertips to dash forward and punch at the Vyker's face.
The Vyker moved out of the way and Devon's blow hit the mansion's wall instead, cracking the bones of his knuckles.
"Ngh!" Devon groaned in pain.
The Vyker's fist lit up with a fiery blow that he struck against the side of Devon's face the very next second but as his head was smacked to the side and blood spilled from his mouth, Devon kept his fist clenched and threw a punch of his own.
The Vyker didn't bother moving and just remained in place so Devon's blow could strike the flame field he had protecting his body.