The Half-Elf Who Holds Grudges
"We've met again, Half-Elf," Drauum said as he looked at the black-haired teenager who was seated on top of the Black Phoenix.
None of the Guardians said anything, but they already had an idea who the Black Phoenix was, and this discovery made their mood plummet.
"Indeed," William replied as he looked at the Ancient Golem that had made things incredibly difficult for him during the war in the Southern Continent. "Titania, would you be so kind as to give that golem a slap as a greeting?"
The Fairy Queen nodded as she jumped off the Black Phoenix's back. A moment later, she reappeared in front of the Ancient Golem and gave it a resounding slap that made it skid a few meters across the ground.
Drauum was now a Pseudo-God, but he was only in its initial stages.
Titania on the other hand, had been a Pseudo-God for thousands of years, and was already at the peak stage of the Pseudo-God Rank.
For her, slapping Drauum was just a trivial thing.