Leo's crimson eyes glowed faintly as he stared at Ralph, his mind racing to process the situation. Aisha's limp form in Ralph's grasp tightened his grip on the handle of his scythe. Ralph's words cut through the tension like a knife.
"My name is Ralph," the figure said with a sinister smirk. "And yes, I am like you—a system holder. Soon, I'll be admitted to the System Academy, but before that…" He glanced down at Aisha with a predatory gleam in his eyes. "I need to take care of you. Killing you and absorbing your system will push mine to new heights. A fair trade, wouldn't you say?"
Leo narrowed his eyes. "Absorb my system?" he muttered, his voice low and dangerous.
Ralph chuckled. "Ah, so you're still in the dark about it. Figures. Not all system holders know the rules of this game. But don't worry, I'll explain enough before I kill you. After all, it's only fair to educate the weak before they're crushed."
