C130 Little Count(64)

The smell of burnt leaves on the ground clearly filled his nose. Su Han retracted his leg and silently took a step back. Not far from him was the mark left by the energy that attacked Joseph and Langrim.

The hot fireball, the size of a fist, followed the mark that looked like a gully and smashed into his feet. The force was just right, and without hurting him in the slightest