Meanwhile, Jared was still engaged in a fight with Godric.
Jemima stood at a distance, her face as white as a sheet. She could sense that the entire Glass City might just crumble into dust if the fight continued.
Just then, an old yet authoritative voice sounded from afar. "That's enough! Both of you, stop!"
A streak of purple-golden light tore through the sky, landing instantly In the center of the energy vortex.
It was an elderly man dressed in a robe adorned with dark purple dragon patterns. His expression was austere, and his eyes were deep.
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