He activated his Search Skill, focusing. Direction… Garrick… His eyes sharpened. Found him.
Without hesitation, Nolan sprinted off. His speed was so great that in the blink of an eye he reached the alley where Garrick and Peter were talking.
"Hey man, you did a good job," Peter said with a grin. "You didn't even try hard, but you still defeated him."
"Yes, I did," Garrick laughed proudly.
That was when they bumped straight into Nolan.
"Hey, watch where you're going," Garrick snapped—then his eyes widened. "You?! I beat you. I dealt with you. What are you doing here?" he said, puffing up with pride.
Nolan smiled calmly. "Well… today isn't your lucky day."
He clenched his fist and struck Garrick square in the face, dropping him unconscious with a single blow.
Peter's eyes went wide. He yanked out his sword and slashed at Nolan—but Nolan simply raised two fingers, caught the blade in mid-swing, and snapped it cleanly in half.
