Could this be the legendary "taking advantage of your own people"?
As someone who had witnessed everything while keeping his name out of it, Fu Qian naturally saw clearly that the vicious blow had come from Crystal, whom Holler had summoned over.
The spear had appeared in her hands without the slightest hesitation. It was almost as if she and Akasha had rehearsed this, all so they could cut the Emissary of Ashes down from his horse.
Even after piercing through his body, a surging chill continued to pour from the spear, coating Holler's entire body in frost.
"Why?"
But just as he'd said before, the victim was still remarkably resilient.
Despite suffering one grievous injury after another, he still hadn't fallen. After steadying himself, he even had enough strength to turn and demand an explanation, his words brimming with the grief and fury of betrayal.
"That thing didn't just wound you. Soon, you'll be just like me."
Crystal's eyes held no trace of guilt. She simply replied coldly.
Just like you?
As if realizing there was more to it, Holler calmed down a little.
"Ugh—"
But before he could speak, he let out another pained groan. Crystal had pulled the spear out.
There was oddly colored blood on it, along with several strange, round objects.
"She seems able to infect you through those threads. Try clearing them out of the other places yourself."
The spear disintegrated, and the things on it quickly lost their vitality. Crystal explained her actions and continued to warn him.
It was clear she'd tried to keep her movements as small as possible, but she still couldn't avoid getting cuts on her hands.
So she'd actually been saving him? She didn't want anyone else to suffer the same fate as her.
Brief and to