At the top of the castle, in the left tower, stood Dantalian and Fiona. From the height they were at, it was possible to overlook the entire elven kingdom just by looking down.
"Dantalian, are you sure about this? I'm already stronger than you, and if we do this, the distance between us will only grow," Fiona spoke, placing her hand on Dantalian's chest.
"Do you remember what we talked about?" Dantalian spoke motionlessly, his gaze cold as he looked at Fiona, who smiled and asked, "Am I free now?"
"Yes, break the chains," he replied.
"Understood. If my owner is certain at this level, I cannot deny this order," Fiona moved away from Dantalian and approached the edge of the castle tower, looking down. Her eyes gained a blue glow. "I will show Áclis who his superior is."
