บท 115: Chase

" Hmmm, I knew he would betray me, but could he be so stupid to do so with you as his backing? Tell me mage, how many times have I gotten away from you?" The sorcerer looked at the great mage and asked.

He had tussled with the Damein 10s of times during the past few weeks and not even once had Damien come close to capturing him.

"It doesn't matter sorcerer, this time it's either you die, or I do" Damien spoke ominously. He was basically saying he was ready to go all out to kill the sorcerer, or die trying.

"This..." The sorcerer felt a chill run down his spine. A being similar to his power level was going to go so far to kill him?

You had to understand, a few hundred years ago, level 4 mages were just as scarce as level 5 beings. They were beings of ultimate power that could level wide areas of land with a flip of their palms. Fighting one to the death was not a good decision.

—woosh