Silence enveloped one of the reception rooms in the human palace, that silence was followed by the foul and fishy smell of blood scattered across the floor of the room.
Alex stood side by side with Katarina and Aril, they faced the blood scythe whose arm had been severed some time ago, blood still continuously flowing from his arm.
Alex whispered to Katarina, his voice only heard by the two of them.
"Five minutes left…"
One of Katarina's eyebrows lifted, she glanced at Alex.
"Why are you in such a hurry, to the point of constantly reminding the time..."
Alex chuckled, scratching his temple.
"Hehehe, I'm afraid I won't be able to help after those five minutes…"
Alex then glanced at Aril who was on Katarina's left.
"Hey big boy…just focus on the finishing blow…I'll look for the right opening."
Aril glanced at Alex who whispered, he also whispered back.
"Wouldn't it be better if I'm at the front, I can also use my talent."
