A wave of flames burst in Gabriel's general direction. The Elder immediately conjured a barrier, causing the flames to split, rushing in two opposing directions. Gabriel then placed his finger on the barrier, causing it to vanish.
'What the…'
What he saw after de-summoning the barrier caused his eyes to widen to the size of saucers. With a stupefied expression, he watched as the tip of Arthur's sword pierced Feyright's temple, drawing blood.
He tried suppressing his shock but to no avail. The sight was beyond his comprehension. The world around him spun violently, while adrenaline surged within his body. His rival was finally dead.
Yet, not a shred of happiness could be felt.
'Why am I angered at his death?' Gabriel wondered, clutching his forehead to try to suppress the searing pain that coursed across it. Veins bulged from his tensed muscles, while immense killing intent manifested, oozing off his body.
