Repulsion

Inside an underground cave that was dug before the incident, Darde the Titan was leaning on one side, panting heavily.

Darde was pouring potion after potion into his mouth but for his current injuries, it was like putting out a burning cart with cups of water.

"How could this happen?"

"I calculated everything!"

"Both the Grand Duke of Dawn and Burning Marquis should have suffered severe injuries!"

"Why?"

"Why the Burning Marquis is fine?!"

Amidst the question, Darde was looking at the figure opposite him.

He hoped for the figure's answer.

However, the answers that were supposed to come didn't appear, even the figure started to become illusive and faint, similar to a soap bubble on the brink of bursting.

"No!"

Darde growled loudly.

He knew what it represented if the figure vanished.