Chapter 161 Die Quinton
- Elijah was quick with his hands. The minute he finished talking, he had already slammed his palm packed with accumulated energy into the air.
- Winston's gaze flickered at the elderly's assault. He slowly bent his knees, condensing his power at his core, then leaped toward Elijah with clenched fists.
- The crowd could see a faint mist of energy shrouding Winston's fists. It was a grand sight to see.