Lin Mo stood with his sword withdrawn, giving it a flourish. The flash of his blade had severed the Goblins so cleanly that not even a drop of blood stained the steel.
Pain was startled by him, his mind reeling.
He'd felt something was off about this kid back when they were sparring. Now that he had finally seen him fight for real, it was just as terrifying as he had imagined.
Pain briefly pictured himself facing that last sword strike...
The very thought sent a shiver down his spine.
'Even if I somehow managed to block it, I probably wouldn't have come out unscathed.'
"So this area really is swarming with Goblins now?"
Alton, who had caught up from behind, frowned as he looked at the Goblin corpses.
"Let's keep moving. I wonder what the situation is like over at Falling Leaves Village..."
The horse-drawn carriage continued on, but this time, Lin Mo, who was now at the front of the procession, picked up the pace.
