Isaac had asked Harry to prepare the Black Mandela flower. He wanted Leroy to feel the pain and terror of watching his own child suffering from the poison.
Watching the Dusk Soldiers retreat like a tidal wave, Leroy gazed over everyone's faces. He waved his fist and roared, "Why are you just standing there?! Chase them!"
He called upon his spiritual energy and prepared to go after Isaac's troop.
At that moment, the first elder stepped in front of him and stopped him. He begged anxiously, "Please, Sir Leroy, you need to think this through. Isaac is so wicked and cruel. If we pursue him without a plan, I'm afraid it'll be dangerous."
"Exactly, Leroy! We should have someone check on Enoch's injuries first," Samuel advised him frantically.
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