"..."
"..."
While everyone was speechless, the clone of the shadow of Alvine disappeared into the smoke and gave way to his real body.
"It was entertaining." Briefly retorted Dalvine disappearing with the monarch of death.
But no one paid attention to them at the moment; all the attention of the spectators was focused on the man with white hair and shredded clothes, covered with holes and soaked in blood.
"Huff, I think it's over." Murmura Alvine while his body wavered and fell on his buttocks because of the sudden dizziness that came into conflict with his senses.
A second later, he could see the remanent image of Sabrina coming to him. But because of his eyelids that seemed to weigh tons, His eyes slowly closed before he eventually lost consciousness out of exhaustion.
...
"Do you only know what you did?!"
"Stop yelling at me, it was the master's decision not mine!"
These were the first words that Alvine heard after he woke up.
-Open eyes.