Legendary battles were this perilous. A single mistaken decision had immediately put Azterlan in the dangerous position of trapping himself in his own cocoon!
Although he did not need to worry about being harmed for the moment, Punk, Kane, and "Smile" had surrounded him. Three legendary killing moves were waiting for the White-robed Mage; the instant he emerged, attacks capable of annihilating space and shattering laws would resound across the battlefield.
As for the duration of Power Pause... the four Legendary professionals could only wait patiently...
"Hmm... to be honest, I get the feeling that guy is cursing us."
Holding his charged lance at the ready, Kane stared fixedly at the White-robed Mage inside the energy barrier and spoke with utter seriousness.
Azterlan was now completely cut off from the outside world. He could neither transmit any sound nor release any spiritual power, so there was truly no way to tell whether Kane was being cursed...
Of course, Punk only gave an even more impatient answer to such boring, trouble-seeking nonsense:
"Stay prepared, Mr. Bisadas! Curses will not cost you a piece of flesh, but distraction in battle is enough to kill even the most powerful Legendary professional!"
"Fine, fine, I get it. My Lord King of Reason, you are always the most reasonable one, aren't you? But when those ghosts blew me up and made my whole body shake, I did not see anyone coming to reason with poor 'Mr. Bisadas.' Be honest, Punk, you rotten bastard did it on purpose!"
Shrugging, Kane complained to Punk while putting on an utterly unconcerned appearance.
Punk, who was likewise gripping the Collapse Singularity, listened expressionlessly as Kane expounded upon his "reason."
Azterlan was practically waiting to die now, but the troubles facing the three adventurers had only just begun.
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