"Stop right there!" Just as Dustin was about to finish Caspian, a sudden shout cut through the air.

At the same time, a projectile shot out of the shadows, a deadly dart aimed right at Dustin's back.

Dustin raised an eyebrow, swiftly turned around, and caught the dart with two fingers.

Upon taking a closer look, it was a poisoned dart. It emanated a dark aura, sporting the mark written "Mystic". It was an object from Mystic Arts Order!

"Who are you? You dare to attack a disciple of the Mys