Logan quickly drew back the strap of slingshot and released it, sending something flying through the air. The thing flew off course. If the dark lord hadn’t spotted it on time, it would’ve definitely missed its mark.
John craned his neck to the side and caught the flying object with his terrible jaws. He swallowed it whole, chuckling.
“There,” he smiled toothily. “That’s the proof for you. Not even this can hurt me.”