Fafnir suddenly felt a tremendous force surge toward her from ahead.
Before such overwhelming power, her meager psychic ability was like a flimsy weapon striking an iron wall. It had no effect at all, and instantly rebounded and crumbled.
She stumbled backward into the room, only to be intercepted head-on by the giant.
"Haha! You're not getting away!"
The giant charged at her in delight, arms spread wide in a crushing bear hug.
Beneath his enormous shadow, Fafnir looked as helpless as a little white rabbit.
"This has nothing to do with you. Get out of my way!"
But the young man's voice rang out again, and a pale, delicate fist suddenly filled Fafnir's vision.
Bam!
The floor shattered, and a terrifying spiraling force erupted, slamming into the black bear in front of her.
The giant was instantly hurled backward as though struck head-on by a speeding locomotive. He crashed into the wall with a heavy thud, leaving a huge crater.
"Who are you, exactly?"
Seeing the Watcher, whom she had thrown everything she had at and still failed to defeat, reduced to this, Fafnir could no longer hide her shock. She stared at the black-clad man who had appeared before her.
He wore a Black Trench Coat. His face looked surprisingly young, but the sharp aura surrounding him carried a seasoned edge that kept her from daring even the slightest move.
"Fafnir? Mind Witch?"
Wu Ming spoke in a calm, low voice.
"That's me. Who are you?"
Fafnir looked puzzled.
"Come with me!"
Wu Ming glanced at the villa, now in complete disarray. Though the place was fairly remote, such a commotion could easily draw the patrol officers.
"Why should I listen to you?"
Fafnir lifted her chin, her expression defiant. "You may be powerful, and you may have