Retribution

Wester was not a fighter. He was brought to this mission as a scout due to his abnormally powerful soul.

He was at the Mid Reconvergence realm like all of his comrades except for their leader. But his time was mostly used in honing his soul power than training for his cultivation.

Which is why he panicked when the tower he was in was suddenly attacked.

"Fuck!" Wester exclaimed as a hand suddenly reach out from the smoke and slammed him to the ground

Wester sucked in a breath as a knee slammed on his chest and a hand gripped his neck tightly.

It was not so much of a fight as Krios overwhelmed Wester quickly.

"I was wondering why I was feeling a tingling sensation all throughout the fight." Krios spoke.

"And my thoughts were correct. Someone was spectating from somewhere."

Wester didn't speak. His eyes looked at Krios with malice as he released his malevolent energy.