Chapter 410: Time to Leave

Zenon's spell enveloped the spot where the Free Nation mage stood, and it burst with bright, domineering light. Rocks and debris struck against the magical shield guarding the crowd from the happenings inside the arena. 

The power of a single Tyrion's faith was nothing short of awesome. 

Tycondrius was forced to narrow his eyes to thin squints, peering through the magical eruption. He'd feel much better after witnessing Maboc's corpse. 

In the silence that ensued, Victorius gulped... "Did... did he get him?"

Tycon sighed loudly. 

Zenon did not. 

The white glow on the sands swirled and shifted... then all at once, transformed into smoke and shadow. 

Maboc reappeared outside of the crater formed near the arena's center... "Hmm... I'm glad I saved a ⌈Riftwalk⌋ for such an occasion."

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