The archbishop's pained grunts echoed through the battlefield as he slowly rose to his feet, his once pristine white robes now marred by the dirt and debris of the ground. His face contorted with a potent blend of anger and frustration as he fixed his murderous gaze upon Juan, seemingly oblivious to the chaos that raged all around him.
"You... I will kill you," the archbishop uttered with an icy coldness that sent shivers down the spines of those who dared to listen. His determination to eliminate Juan was unwavering, a relentless desire for vengeance fueling his every action.
In response to the archbishop's threat, Juan remained resolute, his eyes brimming with all the hostility he could muster.