Ardin could feel the intense pain on his chest. The kick was so strong that it made it hard for him to breathe, and he felt a few of his ribs crack. However, the pain was nothing compared to the trauma he had just experienced. His heart was still pounding wildly, and it was so loud that he could hear it with his ears.
He closed his eyes, trying to calm down, trying to process what happened. He tried to compare that terrifying man to the strong people in his head. Two names came into his head, and one of them was the direct descendant of the Tynayr Clan that he met in the shop, and the second one was the captain from the Gosthone Emporium's hunter department, his direct superior.
"What are you going to do now, Boss?"
Ardin snapped when he heard the voice, pulling an arrow and was about to throw the arrow toward the voice. He stopped in time because it was his people's voice. His body relaxed, putting down the arrow.
"I don't know," He replied tiredly.
