Chapter 7: The Price of Arrogance
He had never seen anyone with such a blatant disregard for their own life.
This man had completely shattered his understanding of human survival instincts.
Humans were known for their self-preservation.
Yet there were always those who insisted on seeking death—dancing wildly on the edge of danger, all while acting like they ruled the world.
Who gave him such courage?
The last person who dared to provoke an elf like this... well, they were already history.
Darius's Adam's apple bobbed as he fought the urge to step back and distance himself from the elf beside him.
Suddenly, he remembered the last person who had suggested that the elves use the Spring Water of Life to save someone—the grass on their grave was already three meters high.
To this day, their family didn't even dare to openly pay respects, let alone inscribe their name into the family register.
Even though the one standing beside him wasn't a fully adult elf but just an adolescent one, that only made things more unpredictable.
Precisely because he were still young, who knew what he might do?