This fight had been brutal.
Almost all of them died, and two of them actually did.
Tracy…
Bormine…
Kyle took a deep breath as he looked at the corpse of the Late Knight.
'A fucking Late Knight. Fucking crazy,' Kyle thought.
People at this level could move at 300 to 500 kph, which was unimaginably fast for normal people.
Their fastest member, Tracy, had only been able to run at 200 kph max, and she needed to use all of her Ether to push her body to such speeds.
Kyle remembered the destroyed mountain on the peninsula.
Sulfur had done that, and he was "only" in the Early Third Realm.
Kyle also remembered what Theodor had said about Transcendents and the Colossus.
By now, the feats these beings could accomplish didn't seem impossible anymore.
Falk walked over to Kyle and looked at him.
"Everything okay?" he asked with a careful voice.
"Yeah, everything's fine," he said before looking at Tracy's headless corpse. "Well, almost."
Falk also sighed.
"Where's Horatio?" Kyle asked as he looked around.
The two of them looked around and saw Horatio lying on the ground near one of the trees.
Kyle and Falk ran over and looked at him.
Horatio was breathing heavily, and his Ether was extremely chaotic and weak.
Kyle remembered the powerful attack Horatio had unleashed.
This attack had had more power than Michael's Spell, which was unreal.
On top of that, the attack had been way too fast.
This was not a level of power someone in the Initial Second Realm could unleash, even with an Aristocrat's Body.
This was simply not possible.
And yet, Horatio had still managed to do it.
If it weren't for Horatio, they would all be dead.
His attack was what turned everything around.
"You must kill him," Theodor spoke.
Kyle narrowed his eyes.
"Falk, make sure Horatio is fine. I need to do something very important," Kyle said.
Falk was a bit confused.
What could be more important than their current situation?
Yet, he believed in his leader and nodded.
The next moment, Kyle ran into the forest, and when he was alone…
"Excuse me, but what the fuck?" Kyle asked. "Horatio just saved my fucking life! I'm not going to kill him!"
"You have to!" Theodor said.
"Why?" Kyle asked.
"I can't tell you," Theodor answered.
"Yeah, well, then I'm not doing it," Kyle said.
"You have to!" Theodor shouted.
"I'm not your fucking tool," Kyle said. "If you want to explode, go explode. I'm not going to kill him!"
"This is not about you!" Theodor said. "This is about the world!"
"Explain," Kyle demanded.
"No," Theodor answered.
"Then, go fuck yourself," Kyle answered.
"Kyle!" Theodor shouted.
Kyle, who had just turned around, stopped.
'Kyle? Did he just call me by my name?' he thought in shock.
Theodor had never before referred to Kyle by his name.
It was always imbecile, foolish inheritor, inheritor, idiot, dwarf, and other names.
He had never used Kyle directly.
"For once, you have to trust me!" Theodor said with urgency. "You have to kill him! You are obligated to kill him! And even if you can't kill him, you have to tell your Guild Chief about it. If you don't kill him, he will!"
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