Rughsbourgh's eyes widened—he was in a state where he was barely clinging to life. Staying alive was more grueling than dying. If Northern unleashed his next attack, what would happen?
This left him with two choices. He either had to truly take on Northern, which he believed would definitely kill the poor juvenile, or his test was done and it was time for him to retreat.
As pitiful as that sounded, Rughsbourgh saw no shame in it. Northern—the guy had managed to give him a shock no one in the world had.
No one in this world had proven capable of destroying him. However, if Northern was given the chance, he definitely would.
And he was only a Sage.
What happens if he becomes a Paragon?
Rughsbourgh felt his spine go cold as he thought about it.
'I can't be enemies with him.'
Rughsbourgh felt a crushing wave of fear about how bleak his future might be if he continued to clash with Northern from time to time.
