บท 74: Two corpses

Oliver's frustration boiled over, and the atmosphere crackled with the intensity of his anger. His eyes glowed with fierce determination as he clutched his resonance weapon, the manifestation of his mother's power. The once gentle herb collector was now a force to be reckoned with.

"You think you can just take me in like some common man?" Oliver's voice echoed with a menacing tone. "I won't be a pawn in your life."

As he spoke, the resonance weapon in his hand began to morph and change, taking on the form of a deadly looking spear, its blade emanating a foreboding red smoke. Oliver's head throbbed as the power surged through him, a mix of his own anger and the remnants of his mother's strength.

The two women, initially confident in their discovery, took a step back, sensing the shift in the air. Sweat formed on their brows as they exchanged uneasy glances. Something was off, and a sense of fear crept into their hearts.