Metatrin’s Oath of Alliance (Part 1)

Antos calmed down after hearing what Dwarf said. He plucked out two strands of his beard and spoke in a low tone, "Tyrant, my rage is growing. Could it be that something has gone wrong in my training?"

The dwarf closed his eyes and said, "Master, this is normal. Once you pass the stage of silver grand swordmaster, your rage will ease. Out of the twenty-four types of secrets in this world, Master's secret is the most unique. If not for the fact that I cannot unlearn what I have been trained in, I wish I could learn from Master too."

A strand of red aura flashed across Antos' eyes like a flickering flame. He took in a deep breath and said, "I cannot blame Lex for what happened. I sent out troops to attack her city, but ended up in a crushing defeat. That is not a big deal. She is from the Grukos family. If I really killed her, Ojarvis will come after me."

"Does Master want that sorcerer dead?"