Clayton paused, hesitation flickering in his eyes before he finally made a decision. He wasn't going to leave—at least not yet.
The stigma on his body was still blinking, but the glow was faint. That likely meant his pursuers weren't nearby. That gave him just enough time to assess his surroundings.
He approached the two five-star apprentice mages, now reduced to little more than crushed meat. As he prepared to loot their remains, a familiar electric serpent suddenly appeared.
Clayton didn't even flinch. His skeletal minions reacted instantly, intercepting the attack and shredding the enemy to pieces before he had to lift a finger.
Only once the lightning mage was dead did Clayton begin examining the area. He found several valuable items, but the mage's spatial pouch had a security lock—he couldn't open it just yet.
