Polosa stopped as she raised her spear high, then her eyes flashed. Massive streams of energy headed toward the tip of the spear, making it shine brightly, gathering immense power.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
The space next to the spear began to distort due to the intense pressure as Polosa stared at Sven, with sincere hatred.
"Was it worth it? You could have been on top of this world, I'm sure the next place Ruler of the Arkan World was destined for you, was." Polosa asked, gathering energy for one last attack to surely destroy Sven and give him no chance to escape.
"Hah, sure." Sven smirked, as blood gushed from his mouth, his situation was hard since his body was at its limit.
Polosa frowned, "Really? There isn't a single goal worth dying for. Only a real idiot would answer that way!"
