Chapter 3283 Arnold's Grievously Wounded

As Arnold hurled Gadel into the turbulent river below, Aelion's fury ignited instantly. His eyes flared with anger, and he was ready to strike.

However, Arnold ignored Aelion's murderous glare, focusing solely on tossing Gadel into the swift current. Within a few breaths, the raging waters had swallowed Gadel's figure, leaving no trace behind.

"You're asking for death!" Aelion roared, his eyes blazing with a furious, almost frenzied light. His delicate hand lashed out at Arnold with a fierce blow.

If the strike landed directly, it would surely leave Arnold grievously wounded, if not dead. He, however, had ceased struggling as his strength had depleted. He could only watch helplessly as Aelion's strike descended.

In that fleeting moment, his gaze drifted to Jaylen, who lay injured and unconscious in the distance, and a somber thought crossed his mind.

Mr. Wills, I'm afraid I won't be able to treat you to that grand feast I promised...

his body hurtling

but not dead, with a cold smile on his face. With a final act of cruelty,

complete control over Montiria. His eyes gleamed with ruthless ambition. Once he ruled Montiria, the so-called Dornia and

chill down Aelion's spine. He whirled around, eyes darting to identify the unseen

alertness. Someone had mana.ne

without

dripping with arcane power, "Aelion Hale, I curse you to burn in hellfire at noon and freeze

as the curse took hold. Before he

around him faster than the eye could follow. Relying on instinct, he managed to evade most

marred his body.

of grim determination crossed Aelion's face. He was facing a master-an expert from the witch clan. The insidious power seeping into his body only intensified his

appeared on a tree behind Arnold. The figure exuded no visible aura of power,

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