©Novel Buddy
Previous chapter:
Chapter 66 - 65: Rescue
Next chapter:
Chapter 68 - 67: Mourning the loss
PREVIEW
... ally? In that condition?
Foster wasted no time in wasting words and charged again.
Blows followed blows and the fight fell into a stalemate.
-Shit, shit, shit," swore Foster.
The more time passed, the more exhausted he became and the greater the chances of losing.
- What did you expect? That I’d be as weak as the others you killed? That you’d be powerful enough to challenge my masters?
Foster’s lips twisted into a sneer.
- Let me laugh, my ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
























