Balther Weiss knows Balete, and naturally Balete knows Balther Weiss, after all, they are both prominent figures of the Sect.
Balete glanced at the sky, already packed and prepared with Demon Race troops, squinting his eyes slightly.
"Balther Weiss!"
Balther Weiss said coldly, "Balete, both our sides seem evenly matched in numbers and strength. Are you ready to fight this battle?"
Balete grinned, his tone boastful, "Fight, of course! Having encountered you, how can I not fight!"
Balther Weiss snorted coldly, "In an evenly matched battle, whoever wins, the price paid will certainly be high!"
Balete slammed his right fist into his left palm, producing a crisp sound as the Qi Force exploded, "To win, naturally there is a price to pay! For the tribe, warriors are fearless of sacrifice!"
Balther Weiss hesitated, appearing unsure about engaging in this battle, unable to make a firm decision.
