Virgil dragged Ava back hastily, fearing to be crushed under the creature's body.
"What's going on?" Virgil frowned.
Following the fallen figure, another slender figure appeared in front of them.
This person was none other than Ethan Smith.
At this moment, Ethan was covered in blood, and even his face bore scars.
But his face was still determined, like it had been chiseled from stone.
"Ethan... Ethan Smith?" Ava asked tentatively.
Ethan grunted, saying, "It's over."
Ava immediately broke free from Virgil and threw herself into Ethan's arms.
"I thought you were dead..." Ava said anxiously.
Ethan appeared somewhat embarrassed. He gently pushed Ava away, saying, "I'm covered in blood. Stay away from me."
Standing to the side, Virgil's face turned extremely ugly.
He clenched his fists, glaring at Ethan with anger.
"You have some kind of magical artifact, don't you?" Virgil demanded to know as he stepped forward.
Ethan glanced at him and said, "What magical artifact?"