As Arnold hurled Gadel into the turbulent river below, Aelion's fury ignited instantly. His eyes flared with anger, and he was ready to strike.
However, Arnold ignored Aelion's murderous glare, focusing solely on tossing Gadel into the swift current.
Within a few breaths, the raging waters had swallowed Gadel's figure, leaving no trace behind.
"You're asking for death!" Aelion roared, his eyes blazing with a furious, almost frenzied light. His delicate hand lashed out at Arnold with a fierce blow.
If the strike landed directly, it would surely leave Arnold grievously wounded, if not dead. He, however, had ceased struggling as his strength had depleted. He could only watch helplessly as Aelion's strike descended.
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