Oliver, his face etched with concern and frustration, took a step forward, eyes fixed on Marshall. "You assured us that once we close the dimension, you'd handle whatever was left behind. But when we followed through, you were nowhere in sight. What happened? Where were you when we needed you the most? If it wasn't for Brother Val fending off those monsters that were expelled from the lesser dimension alongside us, we might not have made it back alive!"
Oliver's words were not only sharp like a blade but also direct and carried a weight of accusation, stabbing Marshall where it hurt the most.
To better understand what Marshall was feeling right now, one must know that although Marshall was the strongest intermediate-rank bloodline user in the entire frontier, he also had his fears.
His greatest fear was disappointing his masters.