"Did Fenrir's will send his minions to catch you?"
Ronan spoke.
"Sort of."
Favara softly explained, "This Spring of Freedom is something we discovered together..."
Ronan understood, no wonder Favara seemed unsurprised by the appearance of the Black Robed Wizard.
"Favara!"
Amidst billowing black smoke, the Black Robed Wizard's voice echoed. Ronan could read emotions like pride, pleasure, and resentment from his sinister face, which astonishingly resembled Favara's, yet held immense enmity towards him.
"Do you think you can escape?"
The Black Robed Wizard laughed heartily, casting only a brief glance at Ronan, and then no longer cared about him.
Clearly, Ronan, whose superficial strength was at Level 5, was considered insignificant to him... even though he was currently alongside Favara.
Ronan scrutinized the Black Robed Wizard before him, noticing shadows appearing behind and around him.
