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Chapter 1928 The Standoff in the Ancient Woods

Amethyst sneered, voice dripping with icy disdain. “Aora’s plan, lying in wait

like the mantis stalking the cicada, only to be preyed upon by the oriole…

Brilliant.” The sarcasm in the tone was unmistakable, a mix of amusement

and derision.

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Azure, however, sounded more hesitant. “But I’m not sure Gwain will be easy

to handle. The Southern Lannister and Northern Wolf Warrior–ranked

alongside Emmanuel. If we provoke that one, who knows what chaos might

follow?”

Aora chuckled lightly, brimming with arrogance. “Heh, from my point of view,

there’s nothing special about Gwain. Just someone skilled at taking down

weaker opponents.”

The boastful tone was undeniable, yet beneath it lingered a flicker of

uncertainty.

Azure was silently startled. Was Aora truly confident enough to take on Gwain,

or was this just empty bravado? After all, Aora had suffered defeat at

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Emmanuel’s hands twice before, wounds to both pride and skill.

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Amethyst joined in, their laughter soft but cutting. “Indeed. No matter how

strong Gwain may be, dealing with their trio will surely be easier than facing

those strange, skilled individuals from the Summerton family when they

weaken

reap the benefits

their

should they be

the maelstrom of the battle that

Julian, Ashton, and Roselynn were gripped by

stood frozen in place. Any one

their lives with ease, a thought that gnawed at their

for them, none of the fighters spared a glance in

within them–who was truly the stronger one? Gwain or Emmanuel? But as mere novices, they had

Standoff in

warriors‘ strength. How could they possibly

of such titans?

Wyatt. After all,

victorious, though not without

became clear that among the

Handling three or four opponents at once seemed to push

more than one occasion,

Gwain continued to fend off multiple foes, all while

between the two could not have been

night deepened, shadows lengthened,

against those with fewer

voice rang out, sharp and cold, slicing

But if you’re determined

me for showing no

Standoff in the

one fluid motion, Gwain unsheathed

moon. The air around them seemed

as a palpable chill swept across

to advance. The terrifying,

much for even the bravest

whispered in awe, voice

now–Gwain was stronger than Emmanuel,

Nuthana. It

strength seemed overwhelming.

the silence. “Stop!” Gary, realizing

be enough to bring

made a quick decision. Even if they

too many would fall

not quarrel with you. If you’re

so be it! But mark my words–if you die in there,

not warn

1928 The Standoff in

from Gary, over a

disappearing into

had never been.

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