Chapter 393: Mountain Pass
The ground was riddled with holes from where Arden’s stones had rained down in a storm of destruction. And yet, his opponent was still standing. The sabertooth stared at the blue hybrid curiously. Just moments earlier Arden had easily managed to strike him several times, tearing apart his flimsy spells and battering his body. The pitiful excuse for a battle should have been over… Then something changed. The hybrid had stood up in defense of his caged friends. But there was something different in his lilac eyes as if he could see a secret that others did not.
And that smile, that damn smile. It reminded Arden of that troublesome man.
Stryg glared at the sabertooth mage and bared his fangs in an unnerving smile, “What are you waiting for?”
Arden growled, a deep rumbling sound.
“STOP!” First Mother’s voice broke through the tension.
Arden craned his neck back and spotted the goblin priestess standing atop the unconscious bodies of his tribemates. She held a spear in hand and pointed it at one of their throats.
When had she snuck up on them? When had she knocked them unconscious?
The questions ran through Arden’s head in a single breath but the answer was all the same.
None of it mattered at this point.