Zou's walk to Tim paused imdiately he heard Tim utter the phrase. Last man standing. He did not know what Tim ant when he said sothing like that, but fear gripped his heart.
He did not know exactly what Tim ant, but a part of hi, was starting to draw the conclusion on what Tim likely ant when he said sothing like that.
'Did he an that - - ' He did not want to finish the thought, but from the way Tim was smiling. The conclusion that he was very much avoiding solidified. His guild mbers were dead.
And the culprit that was responsible for their deaths was standing in front of him. To be accurate, Zou was already running low. He had battled and fought not even up to a day after he had broken through to the next stage. He had not had the required ti to settle down, and fully bring forth his power.
But he new that it was not an excuse. The annoying thing was that he was the one that brought the doom to his guild.
Only if he had ignored Tim. Only if, then her would not be in the situation that he was in at the mont. Needless to say, he needed to end Tim.
But he doubted if he could. The flashes of Tim instantly recovering still flashed in his head. What if Tim reset again after he had given his all? What if he had other reinforcent?
Those were the questions that rang in his head as he walked up to Tim.
Tim on the other hand was having an even better day, because of the notification that he was witnessing at the mont.
[Ding]
[Level up]
[ 1 to all stats]
[ 5 attribute points]
[ 1 Reserve capacity]
Although the level up did not co with a lot of powerups. The level up made him rember sothing that he had forgotten.
It made him rember that he still had attribute points.
'Here I was trying to test strength for strength, when I can still gain more strength in a matter of seconds. Skills overwhelm my current brute strength due to the level of power, but with my spare attribute points.
I can bring this long-drawn battle to an end. I can overwhelm him with raw strength and speed. I don't need powerful spells, I don't need aura skills. What I need to win this is brute force. At least that is what I feel like using to win.' Tim thought as he made the final assessnt for the battle.
Noticing that Zou was not going in for the attack even with all the ti he had given him made Tim chuckle.
"What happened. Where is your will to fight?" Tim chuckled as he was enjoying his sight at the mont. He had broken the proud and annoying sage, but he was not satisfied.
He followed the guild leader to the dungeon to exact revenge for the humiliation that he faced, but now Zou was making him lose all motivation.
He had a lot of cards to play at the mont, and he wanted an intense battle. Especially one where there was no distraction from another party. This was how he wanted to end his grudge with Zou. But Zou was like a child who had lost his soul.
He had admitted internally that no matter what he did. His efforts would be useless against Tim. He believed that Tim still had other cards.
Tim was not liking what he was witnessing. Where was the rage that he had? Where was the determination to enact revenge on him? It was all gone.
He needed to re-motivate Zou. He needed Zou to have that fire and pride of his, back in him. he needed to do sothing and the perfect idea sank into his mind.
The soul of the fla mage still lingered. He had not converted it to be his summon, but he was going to do it anyway. So, he passed a ntal command.
[Ding! You have gained a new undead.]
"Return." Tim muttered softly as he recalled Bo and the remaining undead that he sent to dispatch the Dawn Keepers guild.
He needed to motivate Zou one way or the other, so he stealthy re-summoned Idah then he also summoned his new undead, Amiyah.
He ensured that they spawned at so distance from him to avoid any suspicion from Zou.
Then he began his little sadistic play.
"Help !" Amiyah's voice rang just so ters behind Tim, which snapped the lost Zou back into focus.
He couldn't have heard wrong. That was the voice of his best mage in the guild. That was the voice of Amiyah.
Slowly but surely, Idah walked out from behind a tree with his sword pointed to Amiyah's neck. He moved slowly and made the entire scene very believable.
"Help Zou. I ran out of mana and I could not save the rest. I tried my best and managed to kill the remaining enemies, but I couldn't dispatch this swordsman." Amiyah said in tone that would have fooled Tim himself if he was not the orchestrator.
Zou's anger imdiately reignited.
He still had a chance. A chance to redeem himself and save at least one person from his guild. The guilt he would feel would not be too much if he saved at least one person.
"Hoho. So, you managed to capture her alive. That is good.
I am a man of my word Zou. In fact, I am not just a regular elf. I am a full blown royal elf from the elven kingdom that dominates this region. * He said, as he turned off the camouflage that he was wearing, and his full royal look was displayed to Zou.*
I am not here for gas. I just wanted to get my honor back. That is the reason why I followed you into this dungeon. But now I make a promise to you.
I swear on my elven blood that if you win in a battle of the sword, then I will release her. Even if I die by your sword. She will be released either way. I swear it on my blood." Tim said as he swore on the blood that he did not care about.
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