He licked his lips and his eyes gleamed like a predator about to strike.
Just as he prepared to move, an arrow shot toward him from the right.
Lone Wolf reached out and caught the arrow mid-air. The specially crafted shaft snapped in his grip.
"Is that all you've got, Daniel? You underestimate me."
"Oh, really?" Daniel didn't rush to respond. Instead, a faint, knowing smile crossed his lips.
That grin sent a strange discomfort to Lone Wolf's heart.
Something was off.
"Take him away!" Daniel ordered.
Daniel didn't spare Lone Wolf a glance as he casually gave the order.
The bodyguards dragged Lone Fox away.
"Daniel! You—"
Lone Wolf started to protest but suddenly froze.
His arm had gone numb.
The sensation spread fast and it overtook his entire body. His limbs felt heavy, unresponsive, as if his brain's commands no longer reached them.
Then, the numbness reached his lungs.
Breathing became difficult.
"Did you play dirty, Daniel?"
