The Gnome found it unfathomable that the person in front of him changed in such a manner.
Grey naturally had no plans of answering his question, without warning, he threw a fist forward. The force behind the fist made the face of the Gnome turn pale. He was already injured, if he were struck by this fist, he was certain his injuries would be aggravated.
In a haste, he sidestepped while also setting up multiple defenses.
Even though he was not hit by the fist, the wind from it made his hair dance in the air. Due to the size of Gnomes, Grey's fist was large when it came at him.
Gritting his teeth, he did not even try to counterattack, he hurriedly fled.
Grey had no plans of letting the Gnome get past him, flicking, he appeared in front of the Gnome's path, sending out a palm strike.
The Gnome looked at Grey with resentment, and just as he was turning, he sensed some powerful attacks behind him.
