Chapter 719: Betrayal (2)

"Colour me surprised. Kro'Han got to you, didn't he? You damned puppet!" Ashton's expression changed from anger to disbelief as he raised Balmond again, ready to confront the unexpected adversary. 

"Puppets are easily discarded. I made a choice, and it's the winning side," Rood scoffed, flexing his newly created muscles as if eager to test his regained youth.

"You think siding with Kro'Han makes you a winner?" Astaroth said with a defiant smirk despite being pinned under the trident. "You're just digging your own grave, Rood."

The response to Astaroth's smile was a surge of electricity from the trident coursing through Astaroth's form. The Xyran lord gritted his teeth against the pain but refused to scream. 

Astaroth was well aware of Rood's sadistic tendencies and refused to let the fucker get the pleasure he wanted to get by torturing him. But it seemed the pain coursing through Astaroth got transferred to Ashton because he was seething in rage.