Lucius smirked as he glanced at Astorius. "Tell me now. Who's dying first?"
Before Astorius could answer, Karion stepped forward. He flexed his fingers as he locked his gaze onto Lucius with pure hatred. "It's me. I've been waiting for this."
He pointed at Lucius and waved his finger. "Now come, Lucius! It's time for me to avenge my sons."
Ragnar smirked as he stepped forward. "Hold your horses, Karion. The first one will be me."
But before Ragnar could jump into the arena, Lucius suddenly held out his hand, stopping him.
Lucius then glanced at Karion and smirked. "Sure. It's time for you to learn your place as well."
Byrson and Ragnar both frowned immediately. "Lucius, what are you doing?"
Lucius only grinned and smirked. "What else? I'm fighting. Just let me go first."
Bryson frowned as he reminded him. "You're still not 7-Star. From what we're sensing, your aura is still below the threshold."
