The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Nerissa warned Felix, "Don't celebrate just yet. That Resonance Bell is a pseudo- magical artifact passed down by my ancestors. It can only hold them for a few minutes.

"We won't make it back to the city in time. Do you have another plan?"

The situation had been dire, and Nerissa had not thought things through when she acted impulsively. Now that there was a moment of calm, she could feel the pressure of what they were facing.

"I do," Felix said confidently. "In one minute, you'll head toward Westville. I'll go east. They've marked me, so they'll follow me instead."

Nerissa felt a warmth in her heart. Despite having barely interacted with Felix, his words showed the selfless resolve of a true man. She asked, "And what about you?"

Felix had already formed a plan, though it had been thrown off by the unexpected appearance of two major mastery-level warriors. However, with Nerissa's help, he saw a new opportunity.

"I'm going to try my luck in the Lone Paragon."

Nerissa's expression shifted dramatically when she heard the place. After all, she knew exactly how dangerous it could be.

"Echo Cavern?" she repeated, her voice tense. "I probably have no right to stop you, but going there is practically a death sentence. You might as well face those two head-on."

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for drawn-out farewells or emotional confessions. They had made their decisions and

die, I'll never marry anyone

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his body to its limits, racing toward the cavern he had scouted

you're running to!" The Grand Elder's voice