Even so, his sloppy appearance did not take away from his robust build, nor did it make his tightly clenched fist look any less intimidating. His fist swung in the air, igniting a gust of wind that blew throughout the yard, eventually spreading all over Umbrite Hotel’s main entrance.

That was all Bridget heard—the wind. For the first time, she had an idea to gather her internal energy and form them into ear plugs, blocking off any sounds around her. That was what Bridget did. Because of that, s