F*cking Trash
While fighting Hontar, Laust thought about Theo, especially how he tried to control the entire battle with his strategy. 'I'm sick of being controlled. You are just like my father, who won't acknowledge something in me. Don't think you can control me.'
Laust snorted, charged forward, and swung his blade at Hontar.
Hontar only smiled and received his blow while saying, "Oi, oi. You must be hated by the group since you are acting like an *sshole. Are you sure you can fit in a team? Or is it due to your defeat?"
"Shut up!" Laust shouted and pressed him with all his might, but this was just a trap devised by Hontar.
"Laust!" Theo shouted to warn him about an incoming arrow.
Laust instinctively shifted his vision to Makkal, who had drawn his bow.
The arrow was black as if it was made of metal, but they didn't know what kind of arrow he currently used, so Laust only prepared his Elemental Shield to block the arrow.