"MY SON!" I heard a roar from behind me, and despite knowing that the rage was directed toward me, Ezra didn't react. Ezra simply stared at his bloodied hand with a small smirk.
"HOW DARE YOU KILL MY SON!?" The wolf king dashed towards Ezra with immense speed, yet several figures appeared behind me before he could reach where Ezra stood and launched him in the other direction.
"MOVE!" The wolf king roared while Zhelder and some of the other beastkin leaders stood before him, unwilling to let him through.
"Your son is that one who asked for a deathmatch..." Zhelder replied.
"THAT MAN! HE CHEATED! HE KILLED MY SON BY USING SOME KIND OF ARTIFACT! HE IS JUST A GASEOUS STAGE AND YOU WANT ME TO BELIEVE THAT HE KILLED MY SON!?" The wolf king roared and made some of the leaders take a few steps back.
