The king stumbled back in his chair, his face pale with fear. His confident smirk had vanished, replaced by sheer terror. Pyris had killed three Rank 16 awakened in the blink of an eye, without so much as breaking a sweat.
Pyris' expression remained calm, though his eyes gleamed with dangerous amusement.
Mira materialized at his side, her void element coiling around her like a living shadow. Without needing instruction, she extended her hand, her void magic locking onto Soltan.
The king gasped as his body froze, Mira's power paralyzing him in place.
Pyris stepped forward, his cold gaze locking onto Soltan's terrified eyes.
This was the moment.
Pyris raised his hand, ready to use the Eternal Seal on the king, the thought forming in his mind like a dark promise.
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An opportunity had presented itself—wrapped in the king's stupidity and arrogance.
