Threat

Dyon furrowed his eyebrows as he scanned the puppets within the ring.

'Well… It's not as bad as it could be?'

The good news was that one puppet had an intact array. The mild news was that the intact puppet happened to be the one he hadn't claimed full ownership yet. But… the news that mad him stomach green with regret was the fact that from the damage he could see in his owned puppet, it was likely that the ancient game within dead kings valley was responsible.

'Fucking hell, I could have had two perfect puppets, but I went and practically destroyed one of them.'

Dyon was beyond frustrated. It would be years before he could master an aura to fix this puppet. But, he could only sigh, there wasn't much he could do.