The Almighty Dragon General

James shrugged nonchalantly. “Is that all you have? Shall we continue?"
Marci squeezed out a few words through clenched teeths, "How? How are you so strong? It's not possible..."
Mid-sentence, her eyes suddenly widened as a realization dawned on her. "Wait, you've received Emperor Yarden's inheritance. This is the Great Historial Land, where Emperor Yarden's golden body resides. You can harness his remnant power, making you invincible in the Great Historial Land."
With a fierce glare, she added, "But outside the Great Historial Land, you would never be a match for me."
"So?" James urged her to continue.
"So." Marci paused and swallowed her saliva. Then, she said unwillingly, "What else can I say? You will never give me the chance to leave. Now that I'm at your mercy do with me what you will.
"It's a pity. I am also one of the Chosen Ones, but I've been suppressed for so long. I thought I could finally soar to great lengths, yet here I am, thwarted by you."

With that said, she closed her eyes and braced herself. She gritted her teeth and shouted, "Go on then, do it! If I flinch, I won't be worthy of being the Great Historial Land's Chosen One."
Seeing Marci's sorrowful appearance, James smiled gently. Then, he flicked his robe and took a seat on the ground.
After a moment, Marci abruptly opened her eyes. Puzzled, she frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
James said calmly, "Let's set aside the idea of killing for now. I've already taken too many lives today and want a heart-to-heart chat."
Marci scoffed, "Who wants to chat with you? If Emperor Yarden had not lost his mind and passed his inheritance to you, you'd be an ant to me."
James was unfazed by her insult. Instead, he smiled and nodded in agreement. "You're right, but ask yourself why master didn't pass his inheritance to you instead?"
Marci, teeth clenched, protested, "I.I.If it weren't for that cursed witch from the Haurvatat Temple suppressing me, I would have."
James interjected and said solemnly, "You really ought to thank her. Without her assistant, you wouldn't have managed to forge a golden body with only Historial Power. Ascending to the Daeclon Rank would just be a dream to you."
Marci's beautiful face was tinted with shock. "You." Before she could finish, James thrust his hand forward, and Historial Power emerged from his palm. “You...you actually..." Marci's eyes widened in disbelief.
James looked at her and said smilingly, “You're surprised I uncovered your identity? Regardless of how many different energies you incorporate, disguising your fundamental power is impossible. You're utilizing Historial Power.
“And the fact you keep calling me a lowly being is a clear sign of guilty conscience."
Marci lifted her head and took a deep breath. “Is that why you could have killed me at the Haurvatat Temple but chose only to inflict serious injury?"