Chapter 107: Beastly Art!

Callum Warth stood off to the side, staring like an idiot. He had thought he'd hired a sure-win expert. Instead, the moment they traded blows, his "expert" fell behind. The wild delight on Callum's face froze solid. Atreus Lyson didn't give him time to process it. He drove off the ground and lunged again. This time, he held nothing back. A faint sheen of Spiritual Power coiled around his fist, and the air seemed to tear as it went. The short man didn't dare slack off. He sucked in a breath, both...