The shock Arthur had was hard to hide, as Claridge was someone who had been a part of his life, his journey, but for him, it was someone he would never see again — Claridge was supposed to be dead.
But now he had resurged from the ashes and was responsible for opening up a rift in the sky, with beasts from the Dream Realm coming out of it!
"You are the one who opened the rift, right?" Arthur said, and his precise guess impressed Claridge.
"Not bad. You seem smarter than the others, but unfortunately, you have to die," Claridge said as he moved his right hand, and a spectral sword appeared in his hand.
Arthur did not like where the situation was going, especially considering that Claridge was likely to be a rank four mage, which his avatar could not go against at that moment.
"Will this be the end of my avatar?" thought Arthur as he tried to devise a solution, but there was none.