C437 The Death of a Sea of Fire

In less than a minute, the fishing boat ran aground. I jumped onto the beach, stepping on the soft sand. My speed was just as terrifying.

This father's current Phantom Step is very tricky.

Even though crossbow bolts would occasionally fly in front of me, I didn't fear them and easily dodged them.

swish swish *

At the same time, four arc throwing knife s flew out of my hands