The existence of the Transcendent Knight disappeared completely, leaving only Haster standing there with the same warm and pleasant smile that had never once left his face. It was as if nothing unusual had happened.
The night breeze gently brushed against his robes while the surrounding guards remained frozen in place, still unable to process what they had just witnessed.
Haster slowly looked toward the distant battlefield where crimson lightning continued tearing apart the heavens.
"That was a useless move."
His calm voice carried no mockery.
"Also I am truly lucky.If he hadn't closed the distance I might not have been able to eliminate him swiftly."
His eyes rested upon Ethan's distant figure while another pillar of lightning descended from the clouds and forced several Saints backward once again.
A faint smile appeared on his lips.
"With this..."
"Our victory is already set in stone."
However, his expression quietly shifted the next moment.
