A cold sweat ran down Saarken's back.
In the next moment, Saarken's eyes hardened. The fear did not disappear, but it was buried under determination.
He gave up the thought of looting the farm.
This place was part of the Enchanted Everwood Farm. The artifact behind it was something far beyond his reach. He could never dare to imagine owning such a thing. Even if it somehow fell into his hands, it would only bring endless trouble and death.
He was not foolish enough to chase that kind of disaster.
What he could do… was survive.
Saarken shifted his focus fully onto Aksai.
As long as he killed Aksai or forced him to lose control of this place, the spatial trap would break. After that, he would flee without looking back. That was his only path left.
Saarken took a deep breath. Killing intent surged from his body as his Spirit essence began to move wildly. His eyes locked onto Aksai.
"I just need to deal with you," he muttered under his breath.
