While the battle on the outside heated up, Klaus made his presence known to the immortal...
"Immortal coming after mere mortals, what a waste."
The immortal turned toward the direction the voice came from. There, his gaze landed on Klaus, who stood calmly holding a long, jagged sword.
"Who are you?" he asked, looking pissed.
"You really are dull. The beautiful ladies told you to run before it is too late, yet you are asking me who I am."
"So you are the one that I should run from." He scoffed, looking at Klaus and his weak cultivation level. "I will do you one better. How about you stab yourself in the heart before I'm done with it?"
Klaus smiled weakly... "Looks like now that you have located your prey, you seem to have forgotten how you got here."
This time, the immortal seemed to have realized something. 'He pulled me into the void. But how? He is just a Life Stage Warrior.' He thought and tried to say something.
