"A fresh peak rank 1?" Disappointment was apparent on the princess' face.
Varian fused the paths of the clone, pushing it to a peak rank 1 state.
But of course, the clone was too weak to sustain any real fighting. If the clone could do everything, he didn't need to risk everything to come here.
Once again, Eshala only saw what he wanted her to see.
"You can't win against them, but inflicting soul injury…"
A powerful soul force fluctuated around Varian, causing Eshala's eyes to widen.
The attack was honestly too weak for her. But the quality of the attack…
"It's very exquisite."
Of course, it would be. It's created from the mini-slivers of life and death themselves!
"It's not like I'm losing anything with your presence." Eshala muttered. "But who are you and why are you doing this?"
Varian took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the highest pavilion, focusing on a handsome man's silhouette.