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"What—!"
The red-haired dwarf's eyes bulged as if they were about to pop out of his sockets as he stared at Ahtal, who had grabbed his cheek with a bare hand and slammed him heavily onto the ground.
The spreading impact caused the ground to cave into a large pit.
"You… are quite weak," Ahtal said softly, as flames burst from his palm, enveloping the red-haired dwarf's head.
Withdrawing his hand, the red-haired dwarf had already turned into a headless corpse.
Then, he turned his gaze towards Maqilizor, who was summoning monsters not far away, revealing a malevolent smile.
Their gazes met.
Maqilizor fell silent for a moment, then turned and ran without hesitation—he seemed to have misjudged Ahtal's strength… no, he had overestimated the red-haired dwarf's strength.
"Lava giant, block him for me!" He raised his hand and shouted for help towards the lava giant being besieged by Miss Black Blade and her clone.
