A short stature of just 1.34 meters, a squat and obese torso, paired with an exaggerated mouth full of sharp teeth.
That's right, it was none other than Barton of Shadow Swamp.
At the Wizard Market, Lynch had learned that this guy had been looking for him—or rather, the revenge mark on him. Coincidentally, Barton was now nearby. Naturally, such a free brawler had to be exploited.
Indeed, that black smear Lynch had tossed onto Rolf a while back was none other than the revenge mark, an artifact he'd cleaned off years ago and had never disposed of.
Originally, Lynch had kept it out of sheer curiosity about its mechanism, intending to use it for research. Who could have anticipated it would come in handy in such a situation?
At this moment, Barton's arrival instantly turned the tables.
"Hehehe, gotcha!"
Barton's already exaggerated mouth expanded several times larger in the blink of an eye, transforming into a horrifying maw that chomped toward Rolf.
