Harold's smile froze on his face as he exclaimed in disbelief. “That’s impossible! You can't possibly destroy that place.*’
“There's nothing I can do about it if you don't believe me.” Jared shrugged.
“I don't care whether that altar has been destroyed or not. None of you can escape. If you want to die a less painful death, kill yourself.” Harold had the guards on his side, so he was not afraid at all.
“Ha! You must have some misconceptions about your abilities! How dare you order us to kill ourselves?” Jared snorted derisively before continuing to speak. “Stop standing there, and start fighting!”
Thereafter, a commotion could be heard coming from outside.
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