So how could he move so fast?
Kelly couldn't understand how that weak Gray was showcasing such profound and precise movements. Moreover, he wasn't even using mana — with just his raw strength, he had turned Encrid von Aljera into a mess.
Kelly bit her lip in frustration.
Just a couple of months ago, when she had visited the Ashborn household during her vacation, he'd been so scared of her that he hid in his room for hours. Until she broke in and beat him there.
Back then, all he could do was crawl at her feet and beg for mercy. So how… how could he now look her in the eyes? How could he overwhelm Encrid so easily? Just how… did that bastard?!
Unwilling to accept reality, Kelly's mind kept wandering, and at that moment, Gray charged toward her, his fist clenched.
Shooo...
Kelly jolted at his sudden approach and hurriedly infused her hand fan with aura before striking back.
Clang!
As soon as the fan collided with Gray's fist, it shattered right before her bewildered eyes.
