Chapter 41. Drink

I stared at my hand shakily while staring at Arya, who whimpered in pain as she tried to stand up.

I couldn't believe I just did this. Where did this strange power come from? How was I capable of pushing Arya away from me at such a distance? Didn't I make such a casual push? How? My body trembled as I watched blood drip from Arya.

However, before I could decipher it, a fierce clash between the two energies made pain rock through my whole system and made me fall to the floor, down on my knees.

"Ahhh!" I grabbed my head in pain, whimpering sadly.

What was used to attack me was different from poison; it was just like a strange incident in the dressing room, so who owns this energy?

What is the person's mission? Why is this person attacking me? Aside from all the childish bickering with the ladies, I was sure that I did nothing to anyone here, so who's out to get my life?

In just a few days, I've become a regular att