บท 683: Betrayed

Everyone had gathered at the mountain, the battlefield. On one side stood the demons, and on the other, three dragons and a white wolf, as if ready to challenge the entire demon realm.

Arlan's gaze immediately sought out Oriana, who was standing next to Tharzimon. The demon was holding her hand, and Arlan's blue eyes narrowed at the sight, a fierce desire to rip the demon's hand away surging through him.

"Don't let his blatant provocation get to you," Drayce murmured, sensing Arlan's agitation.

Arlan took a deep breath, keeping his composure.

Tharzimon, noticing Arlan's reaction felt containt and, released Oriana's hand with a light smirk. "Supernatural from the mortal world, I offer you a chance to save yourself. Return to your realm and never trespass here again," Tharzimon declared, his voice dripping with arrogance and authority, clearly looking down on Arlan and his companions.