Cassian wanted to shut the woman up, but it was already too late. Kyle's voice rang out—smooth, yet chilling like a devil's whisper.
"Oho, a battle, is it? How about we head to a nearby arena, then? I've been itching for a fight for a while now. Let's see just how strong the Hellbringer of Death really is."
Kyle glanced straight at the woman.
"By the way, I forgot to mention—this powerful Celestial right here…"
He gave Cassian a pat on the back.
"He learned the Law of Death because of me. So, whatever he knows—I know. And whatever he doesn't—I still know. Haha."
The woman blinked in confusion—until her eyes caught the pale, blank expression on Cassian's face. And in that moment, she finally realized… she had messed up.
They were done for.
A while later, when the elderly dwarf finally returned with the bottle of the drink Kyle had ordered, he found the place empty—everyone who had been there was gone.
He sighed in relief.
"Good, good."
