章 223: The chief warriors

The temperature dropped dramatically, and a full-fledged raging cold wind began to build around the mansion, making everyone present feel as if they would freeze to death. 

The god's reckless words had enraged the ice dragon.

Cyrus punched Anghel in the forehead, causing a bloody crack, and the god screamed as the impact of the punch pushed him out of his standing position, landing far behind Stefan, on his back.

Ashton's eyes sparkled with excitement, while the others were stunned, with the exception of River, who sighed and shook his head.

"I predicted this." 

Katherine gave him a hesitant smile. "Are you okay?" She asked, but he only nodded, while she furrowed her brows noticing something was off.

Cyrus vanished and reappeared next to Anghel, his feet on Anghel's bleeding forehead, his eyes fierce, murder intent emanating from him like an unstoppable force.