She spoke, cautiously stepping back half a step.
In the next second, a shadow flashed.
The wind didn't stir, and the light didn't sway.
But Caleb was already standing in front of her, so close that she could almost feel the warmth of his breath.
He moved so fast that his actions were almost invisible, as if he'd appeared out of thin air.
She was so terrified that her soul seemed to have flown away, a scream stuck in her throat, stepping back several times.
Zane reacted extremely quickly, making a decision almost the instant Caleb appeared.
He suddenly turned his body, charging up his right fist, spiritual power channeled into his arm.
A swift straight punch aimed directly at Caleb's chest, trying to force him back.
But as the fist approached, barely inches from Caleb's chest, he casually blocked it with a single finger.
That finger rested steadily against the surface of the fist, not moving an inch.
