A Being Who Will Not Be Defeated

A man progressing by pointed his spear, Arzlan dodged and kicked that man's body to fall on people. Arzlan took the spear, people were more careful of him.

People began to feel reluctant to approach Arzlan, the spear he held as if it was talking to hurt anyone who acts and will be killed right away.

The road is wide open, that woman stumbled until her buttocks felt extraordinary pain.

Standing Arzlan in front of her, that man was wearing a sharp gaze on her.

"What would you do-"

Arzlan interrupted the woman's words with spears released, sliding that spear at the woman until her eyes spontaneously closed.

However, the spear did not stab her body. Her eyes slowly opened and she saw the spear had been stuck beside her.

"Uh ... why did you not kill me right away?"

"Do you really want to die?"

That question instantly silenced the woman's mouth, the gaze given gave a shiver all over her body.

"Then, what do you want after doing this?"