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.”

that a Level Eight Martial Arts Sovereign can conjure up an image of a Manifestor if he forcefully activates his martial

glance and said. nothing, but Isaac spoke up. “You talk as if you weren’t the first one to run

of you, so save it,” Yona clapped back. “I don’t think that

and Hugh added a while later, “Yona might be right. I find it weird too. That old monster put up an act

they were definitely just trying to scare us. I won’t let that old fart off

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

They really had us back there. I won’t let them off. We’re going after them!” With that, Wrey and his crew began the hunt of Jared and his gang.