THE HUNTERS became alert when they saw Ezequiel entering the forest. Their weapons were aimed at him, but what they didn’t know was that Ezequiel knew what they were doing.
Ezequiel knew what kind of weapons the hunters used. And he was confident that he could defeat them. His combat fighting is not a power but a skill that has been honed since he was a child.
“Don’t hide. I knew you were here,” a cold voice came out from Ezequiel’s lips.
But the Hunters answered by releasing the arrows from their weapons.
A protective barrier suddenly surrounded Ezequiel, protecting him from the Hunter’s weapons. The corner of his lips curled up, and he remained standing where he was, unbothered by the arrows pointed at him. Later, the arrows were burned by the protective barrier and broke. The bro
