Chapter 210

A flurry of golf clubs flew over our heads to embed in the wall like knives.

The man in the green polo shirt stood there, four golf clubs now hovering around him. "You should have stayed in Hedon."

Ha! Jackson had recognized Levi's Luca illusion.

The clubs fired at us like missiles.

I rolled Levi under me and locked my magic armor into place.

"I don't need your protection," he said, attempting to shove me off him.

"Oh, shut uuuugh." I let out a series of stuttered groans as clubs slammed into my back. The armor protected me, but it was still a pummeling. Grabbing a putter, I jumped up, brandishing it.

The man gaped at my armor. "What's that?"

Had he never seen blood red spiky full-body armor before? I ran a hand over it like a show model. "Oh this? It's designer."

I whipped the club back at him, but he held up a hand and it dropped to the ground.

Heels tapped down the staircase. "Are you still here?" Nicola called out, reaching the bottom of the stairs.