Eugene didn't reply, his eyes lightly glancing below the ground, catching notice of his teammate's unconscious body. However, he paid it no heed—simply redirecting all his focus to Eldric.
It was all or never. It was his last chance—every other thing was irrelevant.
"How callous of you." Eldric chuckled. He raised his hand, pointing the silver sword in Eugene's direction. "Oh well, you did inherit mother's genes..."
Eugene suddenly clenched his hand tightly. His eyes turning cold. He brandished his spear as he replied with a hint of disgust.
"Don't you dare mention her, you utter filth."
"...What?" Eldric's face morphed into silent rage. He gritted his teeth, staring at Eugene's approaching figure. He forced his lips to curl up in a suffering smirk. "...You must've forgotten my posi—"
Eldric paused his words, his eyes widening in surprise. He took a step back, staring at Eugene's figure from the opposite distance.
Woosh—!