Chapter 551: Still Want to Fight?

The instant Nash Johnston finished the woman with a single palm, sharp whistles tore in from every direction. Silver needles, their tips slick with deadly poison, shot toward Tristan Wokey, the Drought Demon, and Jessie Ryder. Nash moved faster than thought. His figure blurred, and he stepped in front of Jessie. His right hand trembled once. The needles that had been screaming through the air were knocked aside as if they'd struck an invisible wall, clattering away in all directions. Tristan...