Upon hearing this, Vite stopped his movements and looked at him.
The long spear in his hand pierced downward fiercely, directly penetrating the Chieftain's thigh, pinning both legs together.
"Look around, they will all become sacrifices, and you can't protect them, you cowardly weakling!"
After saying this, Vite laughed loudly, his expression turning somber as he shouted, "Where is Raelia! Where is that damned woman! Come out! Face me!"
"The Night Watcher will arrive soon, and Raelia will chop off your head as a tribute to the deceased clan members! Then, she will become the Chieftain you can only dream of being!"
Enduring pain and agony, the Chieftain provoked the enemy once more.
At this moment, the crazed Vite lowered his head, looking at the nearly half-dead Chieftain.
"In that case, you're useless."
Saying this, he kicked him away, sending him flying beside the Cultist with a heavy blow that almost twisted his body.
