GUNS

Vreihya's P.O.V

"Weak!" Mino exclaimed coldly as he raised his dagger once more. As I felt the blood trickle down my side, I held my injured shoulder. Because of his strikes, I've already got numerous wounds.

He's been attacking me for a while now, but I'm simply avoiding him. I used to fight back when we used to quarrel, but I no longer have the strength. Mino's character has not yet been processed by my brain.

Physical strength is not the foundation for long-term success in this place. The sanctuary challenges your mental and spiritual fortitude since if only physical strength was required, many would have tried to enter.

I was even more taken aback when he pulled another dagger from his behind. He softly wiped the blood-stained dagger onto his shirt. He rushed at me, and despite the fact that he didn't have the speed of a vampire, I couldn't help but be astonished.

His demeanor revealed that he had spent a lot of time training to beat someone like me. He kicked my left leg, and I i