But honestly...
'How the fuck am I supposed to get out of here alive?!' Gray was honestly troubled.
His mind couldn't think of any plan to escape this situation, especially when Leon has the power to use Spatial Magic.
Not when everyone around him outranked him.
Not when he was slower, weaker, and utterly outclassed.
He was nothing in comparison.
Just a bottom-feeder tossed into a pit of sharks.
But...
There was still a option he had, which, wasn't an option at all since the risks of dying were more than ninety percent...
But, what else was there for him to do?
"Haah..."
A shaky breath slipped out.
His spine slowly straightened, and his shoulders stopped shaking.
His bloodshot eyes locked onto Leon, and there it was again: that cocky, deadbeat smirk, carved across his lips like he didn't give a damn whether he lived or died.
Lick...
