Alex looked at the formation of barriers that held many different people. He had been brought to some unknown corner of the sect, only to find these people captured here.
Talia was amongst them, and so were many other individuals, most of whom wore robes of the same variety as the ones from the Frosted Glacier sect.
"Get in," the sect leader said.
"What if I don't want to?" Alex asked.
"A weakling like you doesn't get many choices, unfortunately," the sect leader said before pricking Alex with the sword, pushing him forward.
Alex could see Talia saying something, shouting even, but he couldn't hear the words. It wasn't just her either, the others were speaking too, but Alex could hear no one.
He turned around, looking at the sect leader, who didn't fear him for in his eyes, Alex was weak.
The sect leader was in the late Saint Soul 5th realm, so he didn't find any reason to fear Alex. As such, even when he turned around, he was unphased.
