"Pwah!"
Carl opened his eyes so wide as his entire body was lifted onto the air. He tried to control it, but then the bitter taste of fluid from his throat forcibly withdrew out of his mouth.
Using his one eye, Carl looked again, and felt Thomas' huge limbs grabbing his back.
Thomas was stunned by the raw weight coming from such a boy who was moving so fast earlier, so he was not able to throw Carl too far away.
He also almost lost his balance.
Carl had crashed to the ground, coughing but he had no time to be doing this.
'My breathing rhythm has been disrupted. If he hit me with that again in my current state, my bones will break!'
Seeing Thomas turning his body to him, Carl knew he was going to attack again.
Carl had no time to catch his breath. He cannot use bloody boar, which made Carl abandon the idea.
'Fifteen seconds only. I never thought I could use the bloody boar for so long anyway. It's time for Plan B.'