A towering fire ape, over three meters tall, stood between Charles and Lan. This was Nora's mystical beast, and she sensed something was off immediately. The blade aura Charles had unleashed could have easily killed Lan!
"Charles! It was just a spar! Was it really necessary to go that far?" Nora exclaimed, her heart racing. Seeing that Lan wasn't hurt, she turned to scold him.
Charles put the black gold long knife back into his storage space and glanced at Hale, feeling helpless. He hadn't intended to kill. The angle of that knife glow had been calculated perfectly; if Lan had just shifted slightly to either side, he would have been fine!
When the blade aura was released, Charles had even slowed it down—he was already holding back. But who would have thought Lan would freeze in place, completely paralyzed by fear?
