CHAPTER 95

The six woke-racoon thieves jumped down and shot their weapons.

An aerial shield formed above Myles and blocked all the attacks, startling them.

“I’m not in a good mood,” Myles brought his hand forward, and a mini-tornado formed on his palm, you little shits.” The tornado grew in size and not only destroyed the barrier but also swallowed the raccoons along with it as it traversed out of the alley and kept growing in size with every passing second.

The woke-animals with wind abilities got together and counteracted and managed to nullify the tornado before it grew any bigger.

Meanwhile, Myles coughed out blood. His eyes were turning blurry. The spiritual seal intensified and began to make him convulse. The power crystals fell out of his hand.

A couple of teenagers who came that way saw him and rushed into the alley. Myles was bleeding from the mouth and was even blinking, but after seeing the power crystals, their eyes enlarged. They quickly took the crystals and ran away.

Myles could o
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