It took the Immortal Gladiator some time to calm his rage.
Only after he finally calmed down did he walk back towards the terrace area, where the others were waiting.
"Thrax, good job! You did great!!"
"Congratulations!! Well done!"
All three friends surrounded Thrax the moment he entered the terrace and quickly showered him with rain of praises.
However, there was no expression returned from the Gladiator. In fact, the look on his face seemed distant as if his thoughts weren't even there.
It was only seconds later that he finally turned to his friends. Even so, he only thanked them before turning around and leaving the place, leaving behind Klea and the other two who were confused by his actions.
In particular, Klea couldn't help but be anxious when she saw such a sight. Gritting her teeth, she said hatefully, "That bastard Arcana must have messed with his mind!!"
