Charles swiftly killed the unlucky apprentice who had dared to fight him.
He picked up the man's identity voucher, originally intending to merge it with his own.
But he quickly stopped.
Staring at the voucher in his hand, he clenched it slightly, an idea forming in his mind.
He quickly gathered the spoils, mainly the enemy's scrolls, potions, and talismans.
The battles in the Challenge Tower had nearly depleted Charles's consumable supplies, which was clearly unfavorable for the fights ahead.
After gathering the spoils, he swiftly left the area.
Another apprentice who had been lurking around the Challenge Tower had originally planned to do the same as the man Charles had killed.
He had wanted to cause trouble for Charles.
But now, he watched the two merged dots on his voucher begin moving again.
Yet only the potion-bottle dot was moving. The other dot had vanished from sight.
Although Charles had not merged the vouchers, when the light dots drew close, they naturally overlapped, making their exact positions impossible to distinguish.
At once, the apprentice knew that the other person was dead.
No matter who had claimed the final victory, it meant one of them had been monstrously strong.
The battle had ended far too quickly. He had not even gotten a chance to come and share the spoils.
When Charles began pursuing the other apprentice, the man was scared out of his wits.
"Faster! Faster! Faster!"
As he ran, the apprentice muttered under his breath.
"I mean you no harm, stop!" Charles shouted from behind him.
The apprentice cursed under his breath. "To hell with your 'no harm'!"
"As if I'd believe you!"
Whoosh!
An Acid Missile struck his crude shield.
The apprentice did not dare turn around and fight. He did not even realize that Charles was drawing