Javier let out a short, tired laugh, more respect than mockery in it.
"I didn't know you'd grown this strong… you finished Kenjirou in one strike."
Kliatana paused long enough for dust to swirl around her silhouette.
"You're not the only one who's grown stronger," she replied, her voice cool and precise.
"And don't forget… you owe me your life. I'll collect that payment later."
Before Javier could speak again, Kliatana began to walk away.
Javier watched her move off, then exhaled slowly, leaning against his knee for support as the mana drain weighed on him. Every muscle felt heavy.
She's gotten too strong… And why is she here?
Did she know I was about to be ambushed?
He shook his head faintly.
No… I think she came here because she was waiting for me to kill her father.
Maybe she thought that if I failed, but still managed to weaken Edmund, she could swoop in, seize the advantage, and kill him herself.
So this means… she's the only one from the royal family who survived?
