The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 92

"That bitch! You played me! I'll deal with you soon."

Grennan hurriedly attempted to flee, but a dark shadow flashed through the dense trees ahead and disappeared with a swish, vanishing with astonishing speed.

"Damn it! Who's there? Show yourself!

"Stop skulking about.

"Is that you, Lucan?

"Come out, are you going to kill me? My grandfather is Vandill, an Elder of Cobalt Strike!

"In this land, for a thousand leagues, there's none who dare to provoke Cobalt Strike.

"Come out! Show yourself!"

Grennan gasped for air in panic, instinctively reaching for his sword, only to realize he had left his treasured blade back in his room and hadn’t brought it along. The more he shouted, the more nervous he got, and the more he frightened himself.

"Stop shouting. There's no one here." A voice suddenly came from behind.

"Who!" Grennan spun around, facing the youth who walked out from the woods. "Who are you?"

"A man of the Mallister family."

"I've never seen you." Grennan had barely finished when he felt a flicker of recognition.

"I've seen you." Alavin, sword in hand, approached Grennan.

"If you've seen me, you should know who I am. I warn you, don't make a move." Grennan intentionally raised his voice.

"Stop your yelling, your companions are already dead." Alavin stepped closer to Grennan, not stopping, forcing Grennan to retreat.

"What do you want?"

"Your life."