The other party's eyebrows furrowed instantly, eyes alert, "Mr. Kalemah, what do you mean?"
"If only you know about this matter, then you can leave the island as soon as possible. I am leaving now, and Imilo will immediately suspect me," Kalemah sat down opposite.
"Oh, rest assured on that point, only I know about our affair. I've already arranged for a ship to leave the port and will be departing soon!" the captain spoke directly.
Kalemah nodded, "In that case, I'm relieved."
"Of course, I am a businessman, the most..."
Before he could finish, a streak of silver-white lightning violently struck.
It hit him squarely in the chest, sending a swath of furniture behind him toppling.
The captain's chest was scorched, the lingering effect of the lightning causing his body to still twitch.
Next, a second arrow of flame instantly pierced his brow, leaving a charred hole.
Trickles of fresh blood slowly oozed out.