C168 CHAPTER168 INSTANT KILL

Whoosh...

Sam Moreels's vision blurred as a shadowy figure materialized before him.

Blinking, Sam scrutinized the silhouette, his expression a mix of bewilderment and disbelief.

"Is that... me?"

"Am I looking at a mirror?"

As he opened his mouth to speak, a sharp pain shot through him...

"Ding! Braveheart's Hut is now open for the first time