Funny Show at the Circus (16)

I moved, unleashing my cold fury.

Move my body? No, my mind. Think. Is this someone I can beat by stupidly charging in without a thought and taking them all down?

Use my sharp mind to make up for my poor combat skills!

‘Analyze the knives’ speed and power!’

I pulled back my fire-wreathed fist and dashed forward. Anasis stayed atop the ledge and fired her knives. My eyes gauged their speed.

‘They’re slower than the ones she fired when she fell for my taunt!’

─Thud! I heard Larilura retreat. Anasis anxiously dodged the three knives I’d sent before Fran left.

─Whoosh!!

A knife thrown with a dwarf’s strength sliced through the hem of Anasis’s clothes. She didn’t counterattack Fran. She was more wary of me than of Fran as she retreated.

“You arrogant bastard!!”...