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"Earth, Water, Air, Fire, and Aether? Cool names." Dustin casually complimented. He never expected
Dalen, with his status, to be the Evil Quintet's senior member.
"You're giving me too much credit. I thought of these names on the spot," Dalen said with a slight smile.
With his fair and delicate face, he looked quite charming.
"Hey! Why are you sitting at Dalen's table? Who do you think you are?" Pyro asked aggressively and
slammed the table.
He hated men who looked more handsome than him, especially ones like Dustin. The longer he stared
at Dustin, the more annoyed Pyro became. He even wished he could disfigure Dustin.
"Talking to me?" Dustin asked, pointing at himself.
"Who else? Anyone else around?" Pyro sneered, lifting his chin arrogantly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You're Pyro, right? Did you just eat something nasty? Your breath is awful. Can you please freshen
up? You're grossing everyone out." Dustin waved his hand in front of his nose, looking disgusted.
Zephyras burst into laughter upon hearing that. It was the first time she had seen someone talk to Pyro
like that.
"Do you have a death wish?" Pyro became furious. Without uttering a word, he threw a punch straight
at Dustin's face.
"So rude!"
"How dare you!"
Before Dustin made a move, Laurel and Willow sprang into action. With one on the left and the other
on the right, they lifted their legs together and directed kicks at Pyro's head.
Their long legs moved like whips, creating a fierce wind. The force behind the kicks was unexpectedly
strong.
Pyro frowned, cautious not to underestimate the situation. He quickly withdrew his fists, crossing his
arms to protect himself.
Laurel and Willow's powerful kicks hit Pyro's arms, but he stood firm.
Surprisingly, the impact forced the twin sisters back three steps, while Pyro emerged without a scratch.
Dealing with a two-on-one challenge and still prevailing showcased Pyro's strength.
"Not bad, but still not good enough!" he taunted.
Then, Pyro drew a short ax from his waist and swung at Dustin. Although the strike wasn't fatal, it was
enough to disfigure Dustin.
"Stop!"
Laurel and Willow's expressions changed as they tried to intervene, but it was too late. The sharp ax
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdescended heavily, accompanied by a streak of arc light.
As everyone anticipated bloodshed, Dustin casually raised his hand and effortlessly caught the ax that
Pyro had swung down, using only a fork.
Dustin didn't even bother to glance at Pyro as he leisurely sipped his drink.
"W-What?" Pyro's expression turned from confidence to surprise. He never imagined that his ax, which
could cut through iron effortlessly, would be stopped by a fork.
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