Just as Wicca and his members were taking off, a streak of golden-red light swiftly shot in from the right side. It streaked across like a meteor but then suddenly stopped as if frozen, coming to a halt a kilometer in front of them.
"Mixandrei agreed to let you out, but I never promised it!" Isaac's cold voice echoed.
Wicca saw Isaac from a mile away and noticed the golden-red aura surrounding him. His pupils suddenly contracted.
"How dare you try to block my way? Wasn't the beating you got last time enough?!" Wicca pointed at Isaac as his face was twisted with rage.
They knew Isaac wasn't dead, but they couldn't understand why he stopped them halfway.
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