Chapter 272: You gonna come out and talk?
At this moment, Naga Swordmaster Kairos was completely consumed by despair. His face had gone ghostly pale, and even his long, sinuous tail—usually swaying with confidence—was trembling ever so slightly.
That subtle shake said it all: he was terrified.
The next second, he looked at Ethan with sheer panic in his eyes, a flicker of pleading and submission buried deep in his gaze.
Then, his voice quivered as he spoke, "R-Respected Lord Valkarion... I—I think there might’ve been some kind of misunderstanding between us. Really, we could sit down and talk this out, right?"
Ethan couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh, shooting him a look that practically screamed, "Are you serious?"
A misunderstanding? The Soulbind Shackles were already activated—there was no going back from that. Even if, by some miracle, this had all been a mistake, once those shackles were triggered, there was no stopping until blood was spilled.
No chance in hell.
From this point on, someone was bound to end up royally screwed.
With that thought, Ethan didn’t even bother replying to Kairos. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Seraphina, Cicero, and the others, a cold smirk playing on his lips.
"This guy’s all yours. Go all out—tear him apart. And if the opportunity presents itself... let Seraphina land the killing blow. She’s close to her second awakening. I want to see that happen as soon as possible."
The moment he said that, the group exchanged quick glances, then nodded in unison.