"No!" Silas howled in frustration, his eyes filled with reluctance as he glared at Amez.
He had considered the possibility of losing, but never had he imagined it would happen like this, being defeated in just three moves and now completely at Amez's mercy, unable to fight back.
"Go ahead... Say your last words," Amez said while crossing his arms behind his back, exuding the demeanor of a victor.
In reality, only he knew his current condition. Using Origin of All Paths was a strategy where both sides would suffer, so there was no way he hadn't been injured.
He was now in a precarious situation, but he couldn't show it in front of so many deities. Besides, he had already won, so what was the harm in playing it cool a little longer?
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