The Drakaina

There was a frown on Vernon's face as he heard those words.

He knitted his brows and even though he was in a place that he completely ruled over, Vernon remained extremely vigilant.

If there was one thing the owner of the voice had already proved, then it was, he or she wasn't scared of Vernon… Not even in the slightest.

"Hehe" Followed by that chuckle was the sound of someone's footsteps.

And while Vernon could vividly hear the footstep of someone approaching him, it was difficult to discern where it was the person was actually coming from.

Vernon stared at the surrounding, and after a few seconds, his eyes widened and quickly he moved backward.

A shuriken immediately appeared in his hand, and hastily, Vernon threw it forward.

However, not so long after the shuriken was launched, it encountered an obstacle that caused it to simply hover in midair.