"Where did the Second Elder come from? This Ethan is from my Blood Tavern, and I had an agreement to fight him when he reached Nirvana. How can I just watch him die by your hands now?" Magnus spoke calmly.
"If you want to kill him, you'll have to wait until he enters the Nirvana realm, fight me first, and then you can fight him." Magnus gripped his heavy sword, his tone calm and unwavering.
"Magnus, are you really willing to wade into these murky waters?" Alissa asked, her gaze sharp.
"How can you talk so much? If you want to be beaten, then let's fight. Stop whining," Magnus straightened his back and fixed his eyes on Alissa and Noel Ashenvale.
Standing tall before Ethan and Rain, his presence was like a bastion of security—reliable and formidable.
"Magnus, I'm giving you one last chance to reconsider," Noel Ashenvale warned, his voice dripping with cold mockery.
