Lucian returned to his seat without hesitation, his movements composed and deliberate.
The crowd remained in stunned silence, their gazes fixed on his departing figure.
They were all too aware of the terrifying power possessed by the Ignivore race, beings whose very detonations were capable of obliterating stars.
It was undeniable that Thyros had more devastating attacks at his disposal, yet Lucian had afforded him no opportunity to unleash them.
As Lucian settled into his seat, Anthony spoke up.
"You should have let him attack a little longer. You ended the battle far too quickly"
Lucian shook his head, his expression indifferent.
"He's nothing more than a one trick phony. Who would want to watch someone mindlessly set off explosions, with the only difference being the power behind each blast?"
Aaaninja turned his head toward Lucian, his curiosity piqued.
