"!!!"
"Nathan!"
Flora panicked after seeing such a wound inflicted on Nathan. It was so close to the head that one wrong move would have killed him.
Even though Nathan was shocked by how he got hit, his expression remained unchanged. The pain wasn't hard to endure, so there was no need to show a weakness to the enemy.
Of course, Alan immediately leaped toward him while swinging his blade, planning to kill him in this attack. The other three familiars had also surrounded him, blocking his escape route.
Nathan grabbed the gun hidden on the back of his pants, but it didn't seem there was any need to use it yet.
"Die." Alan grinned, thinking he had won. To his surprise, there was a sudden surge of killing intent coming from the right side, forcing his body to move on its own to strike whatever was coming from the side.
*Crack!*