Agam paid no heed to Alger's piercing gaze as he helped support Alger's body.
"Don't be a stubborn child, you are already injured inside your body, even though everyone doesn't know the truth anyway you must hurry to the medical clinic before your wound gets worse." Said Agam in a light voice.
"Stand up first, we'll hear what Elder Dastin has to say," continued Agam.
As he stood up, Agam swept his gaze at Aciel who was standing not far from him, at the corner of his lips was a curve of a smile, it was only Aciel who saw it.
Aciel took a step back, giving space to Alger who managed to stand up but his legs were so limp like jelly, and his whole body was like an ant walking, it hurt so much.
Staring at Aciel with a scornful gaze filled with anger, Alger could only gulp without being able to do anything, but he still tried to speak this time.
"Elder, can I still fight him, the match isn't over yet, one of us hasn't left the arena yet."
