Ju'Nero was confused as he blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of the situation. His voice trembled as he asked aloud, "Wait… wasn't that boy, the one from earlier, already the Overlord of Dragons?"
Alameck, however, didn't answer. He simply stood in silence, his expression unreadable.
Before Ju'Nero could process his next move, Alameck's presence seemed to vanish in an instant.
Panicked, Ju'Nero whirled around, his claws slashing through the air as he shouted,
"You think you can just disappear like that? Don't underestimate me! I won't be such an easy target!"
His voice echoed in the stillness, but the words felt hollow as the realization hit him: Alameck was gone.
Then, just as the last sound of his own voice faded into the air, Ju'Nero heard it—a voice behind him, soft, poetic, and dripping with an unsettling calm.
"Ah... you really made a mess of her, didn't you?"
