Seeing Liam stumble a little, the thief player Stephen grinned. His mission was now going to be easier than he expected. Aiming directly for the next spire Liam was going to land on, the guy sent a flurry of daggers.
"Give it up, bud. No matter how much you struggle, it's only going to be futile. The person you are up against… your fate is already sealed. You are a dead man walking."
Stephen found it amusing to see the other party's struggle. The thing was… they had no idea just how strong he was, but they will soon find out.
He smirked, and just as he was about to land the next attack, his confidence wavered. The person running ahead of him suddenly stopped.
"You want a fight? You should have just directly asked me for it." Liam calmly smiled. He was no longer running away from the thief.
His speed also seemed to have increased, and he was in no hurry to go anywhere. He was standing right in front of him, ready for a fight.
