Ceano and Will, who were trying to scatter the icy flames, both became alert when the flames suddenly started to gather in a single spot in the air as if engulfing someone entirely.
A rift opened in the flames that had gathered in a round ball, and Kyle emerged from them, followed by Carcel, both clutching their weapons tightly as they floated opposite the shadow generals.
Kyle smirked, but his face showed no emotion, giving his smirk a dark edge.
"What? Your puppet is out cold. I doubt he will heed your commands any longer."
Ceano knew exactly who the silver-haired man was referring to – Alec. But he couldn't believe how Kyle could abruptly turn against one of his friends, especially after showing such care and warmth towards them upon meeting, all because the latter was influenced by the dark side.
"Why not finish him off? I can sense he's alive and can hear my commands."