Every single person stood on high alert.
Even Annabelle was fully awake now, and the wary look in her eyes made it obvious just how cautious she was of the man standing before them.
If there was anyone who appeared calm, it was Adrian.
Not because he trusted Nytharos.
No.
That was impossible.
Not after everything he had done to his students, his friends, and... Ariana.
However, Adrian understood one thing clearly.
At his current strength, Nytharos could do nothing to them.
He could sense it.
This version of Nytharos was far weaker than the one Adrian had faced before. Far weaker than the strong figure who had once beheaded his own fragment which nearly claimed Adrian's life during their battle.
Adrian didn't know why the entity had grown weaker.
Or perhaps... he did.
Deep down, he already knew the reason behind Nytharos's decline.
But for now, Adrian chose not to dwell on that.
