A sound reached my ears.
It was right beside me.
By the time I thought that.
Whoosh-!
My arm was already moving.
Hum-!
A vibration resonated in my soul.
It was to unleash the Heart Fist.
There was no hesitation.
Even though I’d used the Heart Fist just moments ago.
The backlash that would come later from using it now.
I had to ignore such things for the moment.
This was someone who had approached right beside me without me noticing.
Whether there was hostility or not wasn’t the time to worry about that.
And so, at the very moment I was about to pour out the Heart Fist.
Crunch-!
A grotesque sound came from my arm.
When I turned my gaze to look at the arm.
“!”
Splat-!
The extended arm was torn off, leaving only the shoulder.
Thud-!
The arm fell to the ground.
Spurt-! Blood burst from the shoulder.
“Yangcheon!”
Seeing this, Woohyuk widened his eyes and shouted.
I bit my lips hard.
Then, I quickly used footwork to create distance.
Drip.
Blood flowed from the clutched shoulder.
Right after, pain surged in.
“Hoo… Hoo….”
But instead of a groan, only ragged breathing escaped.
‘What the…?’
What just happened?
Ignoring the pain, I looked straight ahead.
Next to the spot where Woohyuk and I had been facing each other, someone was standing.
It was a white-haired young man.
“Oh dear.”
The young man looked this way. A smile was on his face.
The moment I saw that smile, chills ran down my entire body.
“Your greeting is a bit rough,…