378 - An Odd-feeling Blessing

"Bel, are you okay?!" He asked aloud, as the man jumped back to avoid the fireball and subsequent explosion.

"Yeah... he's not strong enough to hurt me, but it caught me off guard," Bel said, wiping his mouth with the side of his hand, although it did not seem that necessary. 

'... Such a weird habit to pick up,' Noah thought, but did not voice it, instead turning back towards the guy, who had managed to go unscathed.

"Humpf, seems you are weaker than the rumors sugest," the man said, clanking his fists together again. 

"Seems you're as tough as your mouth is large," Noah retorted, taunting the man. 

The blessed furrowed his brows, but relaxed again, not responding for a minute, as he thought. "I guess you being here from the house means ou already cleared it out, huh... Guess those pawns were mostly useless," he said after a second, taking a glance around.