"Do you think you can win?" Derik's expression turned ugly as he saw Ahika, Cyrus, and Zaylee approach.
Cyrus simply smiled bitterly and looked at Derik with a complicated expression on his face for a while before responding.
"Of course… when have I ever lost to you?" Cyrus laughed.
Hearing this a warm smile appeared on Derik's rigid face
"If I can remember clearly… you lost twice in a row… or was that three times?" Derik laughed.
"I truly don't know what you are talking about…" Cyrus said
"Don't worry… I won't lose this time… I will make you admit defeat!" Derik laughed and dashed forward
He threw his hands forward and a massive magic array appeared right in front of him and death aura burst out of his body.