Jason charged toward Daniel like a black storm.
His eyes were blood-red with rage, but it wasn't just rage, it was a deep, burning hatred that could only be resolved with the death of one of them.
James had been like a little brother to him. They hadn't known each other for many years, but ever since that boy joined the guild, Jason had been by his side the entire time.
All of James's training had been under his supervision. Every strategy, every method to conquer the tower floors, every way to advance in the Celestial Domain, it was all taught by him.
He had shown James how to make full use of his genius and talent.
And now this bastard had ruined all his efforts and killed the future of this guild. How could he not be furious?
"You… you killed him… now it's your turn to die!"
He didn't even give his enemy a chance to speak, as if he had no patience left for any excuses or extra words. He wanted only one thing.
Revenge. And for that, he needed to cut this trash's head off.
