"Aaron Rook, hand over the item and we'll spare your life."
Aaron Rook's eyes widened as he stared at the three people before him, clutching the Crystal Stone tightly in his palm.
"What a move from the Cross family, to even bring out the three War Gods—Thunder, Wind, and Frost. It looks like the rest of us have no hope in this fight for the Divine-level Space Fragment!"
"Less talk. Hand it over. Now leave!"
Aaron Rook sized up the situation. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the earthen-yellow Crystal Stone to the trio. "Hmph, this isn't over!"
Ray Cross caught the earthen-yellow Crystal Stone. After inspecting it and confirming it was genuine, he gave Aaron Rook a dismissive wave.
With a cold expression, Aaron Rook turned and walked away, terrified that the trio behind him might change their minds and not let him leave.
'Hmph. Let the Cross family enjoy their arrogance for a few days!'
