Under Drexel's relentless assault, even Quispe began to falter. With Arix by his side, he couldn't unleash his full strength. Reluctantly, Quispe tossed Arix toward Hardy and ordered, "Take care of her."
Freed from worry, Quispe dove back into the intense battle with Drexel.
Hardy caught Arix, a sinister smile curling on his lips. Glancing at Quispe, who was locked in combat, he murmured, "Alright, my dear CROWN prince."
Arix noticed Hardy's scheming look and felt a wave of dread.
"You're Arix, right?" Hardy sneered.
"No, I'm not," Arix denied, shaking her head. "I'm Alexandra. Call me Alex."
"Ha! So many people just called you Arix. Do you think I'm deaf? It doesn't matter if you are or not; today, you're going to die anyway. This is a death order from the insectoid queen. You should feel honored." Hardy pulled out a strange crystal and threw it on the ground, creating a terrifying vortex instantly.