"This—!"
"Vaelin has fallen!"
"How is this possible?!"
"How can a mere pariah bring a noble son of Duskreign down!"
"This is impossible! It must be a trick! It must be a trap set by other forces in the inner area!"
"Yes, it must be!"
"How dare they! Just don't let me find out who they are, or I will mobilize my family to destroy them!"
Although deep inside, they felt amused, mocking Vaelin for his incompetence, they still had to show their indignation, flattering the noble son of the Duskreign to the very end.
As they were about to rush forward to avenge Vaelin's humiliation.
Lyla, who had just exploded, reappeared beside the fallen Vaelin.
"You're alive!" Vaelin muttered in shock upon seeing Lyla.
"I didn't expect you could still speak despite being dosed with a tier 11 origin-grade poison," Lyla marvelled.
