Despite narrowly avoiding death, Alaric couldn’t shake off the pain lingering in his soul. The fear and despair felt impossible to shake off as they kept tormenting him.

“Mr. Drakon, are you okay?” Cesar hurried to Alaric’s side, standing protectively.

“I’m alive? I made it?” Alaric gawked in disbelief. He could not believe that he had escaped certain death when he witnessed Seth’s astral projection.

He believed that he was the chosen one, after all.

“Mr. Drakon, I sensed trouble and acted fast. So, I shot an arrow and got Seth injured. Thankfully, it saved you just in time,” Cesar boasted.

Hearing this, Alaric glanced at Seth, who looked weak. Seth was bleeding from seven orifices and struggling to stand.

He let out a triumphant laugh. “Hahaha!

you, Chief Guildmaster!” Cesar said with a bright smile,

coming?” Alaric studied Seth’s weakened form

couldn’t even counter that

nothing. He coughed violently, and his

sighed from a

surely won. After all, battles between such powerful beings should

could have been a historic duel, leaving the Dragon Guard with

Surrender now, or face ruthless death!” Cesar warned. Though the surprise attack succeeded moments ago, Cesar still hesitated to act rashly. He knew a

you pulled off that astral projection, but I’m sure it drained you. You’re probably

meant to

just short of killing the traitor and freeing the citizens from harm. The sudden twist

chosen one, and challenging me means defying destiny.

comes from the protection of vital force. After all, you’re

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