Seeing that both were in a balanced state, both the principal August and the black fighting wizard realized that now a more serious fight awaited them.
"Aren't you going to give up?" Principal August asked.
"Why?" The black-robed wizard asked back.
"I don't think anyone wants to be seriously injured, just because of this problem, right?" Once again, Principal August tried not to continue the fight.
Because he realized that no matter what, nothing would be good if they continued to fight like this.
Although the core of fire was very important, it was clearly not as important as the lives they had.
So in this case he still wanted to try.
"What do you mean by that? Maybe for you, the old man is just something that is not too important, but for me this is a must," the black-robed wizard replied again in an arrogant and cold tone.
