'Think, Allen, what should I do right now?'
Allen surveyed the situation around him.
The primary challenge lay in dealing with Wyclieff. From the moment their swords clashed, Allen discerned the vast power gap between them.
"I nearly broke my hand," Allen reflected, observing the bruises on his wrist. Despite his usual confidence in his strength and endurance, he often used his body as a shield to protect others. This confidence, however, crumbled in the face of Wyclieff's overwhelming might.
'To win from him, I have to fuse with Reig, and it has to be in its full state, but...'
But if he used that, there was a high risk of his white hair being revealed. At the same time, the people in front of him were obviously church people who really shouldn't be allowed to know his true identity.
