Previously
"Sure, I'll take your proposal and marry you," Willow declared, the words leaving his lips before he could fully process them. "But only if you defeat him."
Elrion's gaze followed Willow's pointed finger, and he caught sight of the Sage, who floated gracefully above the ground, seemingly in meditation. Elrion's response was marked by a subtle scoff, a wry smile gracing his lips as he regarded the Sage with an air of confidence.
"Is that all?" Elrion retorted, his voice carrying an air of nonchalance that belied the intensity of the situation. His demeanor was calm, a serene confidence radiating from him.
Willow, resolute yet wary, nodded in agreement, cautioning Elrion not to underestimate the Sage's prowess. However, before he could finish his warning, Elrion cut him off with an air of certainty.
