Arad looked back at the injured A-ranks and Eris, "Leave the rest to me. Take those." With a wave of his hand, several stamina, healing, and mana potions flew at them.
Meimei barely opened her eyes, "You can't. Whoever was that woman talking now, she's gone. He's already ascending,"
"Ascending?" Arad stared back at Vars, "I can help you with a punch to the sky,"
Vars giggled, "The god of murder seeks kills in his name, so he grows stronger. What I'm doing is using his artifact to kill people, and instead of offering their souls to him, I'm taking them for myself. With enough, I will ascend into a demi-god." He waved his staff, "Far weaker than any god, but strong enough that mortals won't get in my way."
