With a thunderous boom, Eztein lunged forward, his spear driving straight into Spatial Whisperer's chest.
"Ugh!!" Spatial Whisperer coughed out a mouthful of blood as a crushing wave of pain tore through his mind.
"You almost killed me before! Now it's my turn!" Eztein roared. Elemental force and dream power surged violently around his spear, spiraling into a blinding eruption.
The unleashed power smashed through Spatial Whisperer's defenses and ripped open the space behind him, the shockwave blasting straight through the cave's ceiling.
BOOM!!!
...
Somewhere in the cave…
Doranjan had been flying nonstop. At last, he found a passage that looked like it could lead outside.
"I wonder what Eztein is doing. Knowing him, staying alive shouldn't be a problem even if trouble shows up," he muttered.
He knew Eztein's strength, far greater than what he usually showed. During their journey to this land, Eztein shared what he had gone through in the four months after the great battle.
