The Man’s Decree

“Are you all right, Wrey?” Hugh walked over to the man, looking concerned. Yet, he did not even spared the latter a glance while fleeing. “I’m fine.” Wrey shook his head in dismay.

His chances of exacting revenge were practically zero now that Jared had a Manifestor protecting him. “Since you’re okay, I think you should get changed…”

Hugh pointed toward Wrey’s pants. It was now that the latter finally realized the wet warmth staining his crotch area. Feeling awkward, he hurriedly found a spot to change his clothes. “D*mmit! I can’t believe that geezer is actually a Manifestor, and he’s even protecting Jared like that! Who the hell is Jared?” Wrey cursed.

“I’m just as confused. Since when has there ever been a Manifestor? But still, that old monster’s a killing machine, and yet he let us. off instead of attacking us. That’s really strange,” Hugh remarked.

“Do you guys think that geezer was just putting on an act?” Isaac chimed in. “He could’ve wiped us out with just a wave of a hand, but he didn’t.”

highly likely. I know that a Level Eight Martial Arts Sovereign can conjure up an image of a Manifestor if he forcefully activates his martial energy, but he’d only look like a Manifestor. He

up. “You talk as if you weren’t the first one to run out of there,

clapped back. “I don’t think that geezer’s

right. I find it weird too. That old monster put up an act just to make us run

the time we get there, that means they were definitely just

an act, that geezer’s organs: would be damaged by now. We’d have nothing to fear,” Isaac surmised. The

Wrey and his crew began the hunt of Jared and his gang. Elsewhere, Jared and