Hades stood over Thalnor's lifeless body, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as a dark smirk curled across his lips. The once-formidable elder, now a mere hollow shell, lay crumpled at his feet—a testament to Hades' victory.
[To think that fool actually believed he could trap you,] the system's voice rang in his mind, dripping with its usual arrogance. [Honestly, it's almost insulting. The man had no idea who he was dealing with.]
Hades chuckled softly, his expression still twisted in dark amusement. "Of course, he didn't. Thalnor thought I was just another naive disciple—easy prey." He let out a low, mocking laugh. "He underestimated me from the start."
The system snorted in derision. [Typical. You'd think these so-called 'elders' would be more careful. But no, they just throw their weight around like they own the place. I mean, who does that? Trying to turn you into a puppet? It's laughable.]
