The Kethari Patriarch's face twisted after losing an arm. He kept glaring at Ethan like he wanted to swallow him whole.
"Why are you looking at me? I'm not the one who cut off your arm." Ethan shrugged.
"I'll kill you!"
The Patriarch roared and charged at him.
"I'm still here!" Theron snorted, intercepting him again.
The Kethari Patriarch had completely lost his mind. He ignored Theron and came after Ethan like a rabid dog. It seemed he knew he couldn't escape and had decided to drag Ethan down with him.
Light swords pierced his body one after another, spraying blood with every strike. He acted as if he couldn't feel them and forced his way through Theron's attacks until he was within range of Ethan.
"Die!"
The moment his mental energy recovered, the Patriarch raised his hand. A terrifying beam of gray light shot toward Ethan with blinding speed.
"Come on. I said I'd play support, not that I couldn't fight back."
Ethan shook his head and activated Absolute Stasis again.
