The Supreme slightly raised his hand.
He didn't bother to speak much with the other demigods. Even as a Supreme, he needed to maintain his dignity. To negotiate with over a dozen allied demigods, he would have to strike a deal to acquire the guild.
But on the contrary, while all their attention was on that third-class, he would strike decisively.
Killing all the demigods...
The third-class would be immensely grateful. Coupled with a few words of persuasion given his Supreme status and position, he could make the guild leader willingly hand over the guild, thus creating a fine narrative. How perfect!
Streams of energy surged around the Supreme, clearly indicating a platinum-level skill ready to be unleashed.
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Below, Sterl also breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally...
You made your move.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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