A flash of red and black

The magus was confident and he was not afraid of dying because he had prepared a escape route for him like what he did in the past. He had prepared it beforehand because he knew that there would be a time that he would die. This man who was hell bent on killing him wouldn't find him once he died.

"Stop grinning because I assure you that you won't be dying that easily and if you manage to escape, I will hunt you down no matter where you go." Cygnus laughed as he flicked his arm.

A spear appeared in his hand and a flash of recognition appeared in the magus's eyes. He knew that the weapon belonged to that elder who died. This only implied one thing, it was this man who killed that elder.

"So it was you. I don't know how you obtained all of that information and the reason behind your interference but I won't let you do whatever you want." The scythe materialized again.