Markaz walked slowly toward Wain. He decided that his last attack had brought Wain to a critical state, so victory was his.
"Well, well..." Markaz muttered as he stopped next to Wain, "I thought you would be stronger, but you ended up making one mistake and getting mortally wounded."
"Stop! Stop!" Erza exclaimed in a furious voice as a golden stream of energy burst out of her. She used the Queen's power to get out from under Markaz's pressure.
"Huh, you're the type who doesn't learn from your mistakes, right?" Markaz smirked before pointing at Erza.
A multitude of dark chains appeared next to her. They grabbed her, squeezed her tightly, and threw her to the ground. Erza tried to get out, but her strength was insufficient, even though she had used her trump card.
"You seem to care about him." Markaz looked at Wain, "I'm sorry to take him from you. I have no other choice, only by getting into the Great Tree can I absorb the Royal Spirit."
