"You bastard! Do not think you are invincible!" Abyss roared, his patience shattered by Aaron's unyielding demeanor. His presence flickered, and in an instant, he appeared before Aaron, a dagger laced with venomous poison gleaming in his hand as he drove it toward Aaron's throat with lethal precision.
"Actually, I am," Aaron replied, his tone nonchalant as he locked eyes with Abyss. The dagger froze an inch from his eye, Abyss paralyzed by Aaron's control over his blood, his body rigid under the weight of an unbreakable force.
"What I am curious about, though, is you," Aaron said, his gaze shifting to King with a faint, intrigued smile. "Why did you choose the blue ribbon?"
"What?!" The room erupted in shock, every leader except Aaron and King voicing their disbelief in gasps and murmurs, their faces contorted with confusion and betrayal.
"King, what is he talking about?" Vinemaster demanded, a deep frown creasing his brow, mirrored by the others' stunned expressions.
