The Lich, still seated on his high bone throne, stared at Anthony as he killed the last genius with an expression filled with amusement as he spoke,
"Do you need me to help you remove the Marks?"
At the question, Anthony's attention turned from the six Marks on his body as his eyes fixed on the Lich, who just stared back at him. Obviously, he didn't need the Lich to remove the Marks; he could do it himself. He wouldn't trust this bored Lich even with a random pebble that had no meaning.
The Lich stared back at Anthony. Although he wore a smile on his bony face, deep down he was surprised, not because Anthony had won. He had expected Anthony to come out victorious, but through using various Laws like he had done against the Death Renderer, he hadn't expected Anthony to handle them so easily without breaking a single sweat.
But still, it didn't matter. It had been fun; that was the entire purpose.
