After the cloud of dust slowly faded, Alaric stepped out. He raised one eyebrow and said,
"Well, well… as expected. You'd attack me the moment I let my guard down."
Matt chuckled, jumping down from the ruined building before slowly walking toward Alaric.
"Tch. So you've known my true identity. That explains why you always kept your guard up, even when you were fighting that horde of goblins."
His voice gradually dropped, turning heavier.
"How did you figure me out? I'm certain no one in the world could notice it… unless you have some kind of special blessing that lets you do that."
Alaric only shrugged, refusing to answer.
Matt sighed, and a tinge of murderous intent began to rise within him.
"Alright. Doesn't matter anyway. You have to die here."
Alaric chuckled.
"That's right. You must die here."
Without hesitation, Alaric and Khaled lunged at Matt.
Matt simply smiled and raised his sword, ready to fight.
