His expression grave, he swept his gaze around before staring straight at where the two were hiding in the grass.
After a moment, he finally looked away and continued scanning elsewhere. He seemed not to have discovered their hiding place, but he kept drawing closer.
He suddenly stopped when he was five meters in front of them, his eyes still searching the surroundings.
Then he paced off in another direction.
Kevin had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they had gotten away, when he suddenly felt a cold, sharp edge stabbing toward his back.
"Watch out!"
He grabbed Fat Girl and threw himself to the ground, rolling repeatedly to the side.
Whoosh!
A sharp, rapidly spinning piece of metal grazed his body. It was actually a cross-shaped iron shard. Like a boomerang, it slashed back from behind Kevin and flew into Priest Ron's hand.
The clothes on Kevin's back were torn open, and a patch of skin two palms wide had been sliced away.
The bloody, burning wound made his whole body twitch uncontrollably, veins bulging across his face.
For an ordinary person, even a tiny splinter no larger than half a sesame seed lodged in their flesh could cause immense pain, let alone such extensive damage to the skin.
The two stood up. "Wait!"
But Ron did not listen to them at all. He kicked off the ground and shot toward them like a cannonball, his hand instantly clamping around Kevin's neck.
"Wait!" Kevin retreated quickly, but he still failed to evade the priest's hand. Ron seized him by the neck and lifted him into the air.
"I smell blood here. Did you kill someone again?" Ron demanded.
Holding Kevin by the neck, he was certain he had completely subdued him.
Kevin's feet dangled off the ground as