Kyle gazed up in the sky. It was clear. He let out a sharp breath and slowly opened his fists. From the boar's words, it was evident, that he had to make a choice, and he knew what he wanted to do.
Unlike him, Nine and the elves were doing their best to process the mind-boggling information that had the power to shake the world outside.
The trio was still reeling in shock as Kyle rose to his feet. His expression was completely devoid of emotion, a stark contrast to how he had appeared earlier when they were speaking casually.
"I don't know how precious the divine essence is, but I took it. So, I am going to take responsibility. I will choose the third option, I am going to fight. Plus, I've got some debts to settle with Emion."
Haylee's eyebrow twitched when he heard his last sentence.
"I left you alone for only more than two weeks, and you have already managed to make enemies with Emion? Not anyone else but Emion!?"
