Test Your Strength (2)

They hated the game so much. It indicated that they were already inside his palm and it wasn’t good to be cornered by him. Black Shadow was a ruthless hunter.

“Oh, don’t get me wrong.” He raised both of his hands.

It showed that he had no will to chase them and they knew it as much. The generosity. Black Shadow was passionate about a few things and one of them was generosity. He hated his enemies but loved his family members, undividedly.

The game.

It was the only activity to legalize his insanity by physically torturing his siblings under the pretext of disciplining and also sparring – though most of the reason was for sparring.

“I am not the one who will chase you guys, it’s the other way around.”

Their bodies subconsciously tensed up. Their shoulders turned rigid and their skin tightened as their fists were clenched shut. It was a dangerous announcement made by the most troublesome family members.

They would never know what their future held once they sparred with this tiny monster