CHAPTER 731
"Ack…"
Grey groaned as he tried to push himself up from the ground after the reckless decision he had just made, one that blasted him clear across the room.
Luckily, the house itself was not harmed.
Clarice rose from the ground with a visibly flustered expression.
The moment she noticed Grey struggling to lift himself, she rushed toward him at full speed.
In a jiffy, she was right beside him, sliding on her knees as she helped the mage sit upright and rest his back against the wall.
SLIDE!
The sword lodged in Grey's abdomen suddenly slid free, as if pulled by an invisible force, before clattering loudly onto the floor.
"Ar… are you okay?" Clarice asked, her eyes scanning him from head to toe as he gasped for breath.
Her gaze drifted toward the spot where the sword had been moments ago, and her brows slowly furrowed.
She tilted her head slightly, confusion etched across her face as she stared at the exact location.
