Aerchon couldn't even raise his voice to scream. His eyes moved wildly until they finally fixated on Laston.
His uncle was still sitting in his chair. His eyes stared at Aerchon flatly.
There was no emotion whatsoever to be seen there.
"(Sorry to have to do that. You left me no other choice,)" Laston said.
Aerchon could still hear his voice. But his vision was starting to get darker.
Aerchon who couldn't cast his Magic could only struggle with his hands trying to grab the strangler's head.
But Aerchon could not reach it. In the end, his strength started to dissipate from his body.
Aerchon's hands fell to the floor limply. A choking sound emerged from Aerchon's mouth as the last bits of air began to disappear from his lungs.
*BRAAAKKK!*
Laston's bedroom door was suddenly thrown by a strong force.
Laston and the Dark Elf strangling Aerchon were shocked.
When they turned towards the door, they found Saeldir standing there.
