The entirety of Xin’s body was already frozen, with one hand from Stanley holding onto her neck. Maybe Stanley’s words were right—that the two of them were the same, that both were based on a wyvern.
However, it was clear there was a huge difference in elemental power between the two of them.
Now, as she saw Stanley ready to swing his sword, all she could do was close her eyes.
“I’m sorry, Jayden… and Ga-”
She heard the sound of the sword cleanly swinging through the air, and then, in the middle of it, a scream.
“STOP!” a roaring voice shouted so loudly that even the birds in the nearby woods began to fly above. Right on cue, Stanley stopped his strike as well, leaving it mid-air.
The vein on his forehead was bulging slightly.
“What is it?” Stanley asked. “Why are you, another Zodiac, telling me to stop, Apollo?”