"I want you to join the Spirit Cult. Join us, and you will live to see what becomes of this world. Also, you will keep your life," Randel spoke. His voice carried a certain smugness and confidence, like he knew he could easily take out Aric.
Aric, on the other hand, didn't say anything. He stared at Randel's chain. Randel saw this as Aric disrespecting him, and that got to him greatly.
His eyebrows twitched in anger. "Ignoring me, right? Well, let's see how that goes," he said and charged at Aric at full speed.
He moved far faster than even the spirits could follow, reaching Aric in an instant.
"I will make this world forget about you," he said in a cold tone as his hand landed on Aric's shoulder.
"Don't worry, though. I will take care of your spirits for you. Their potential was wasted on you anyway," Randel said.
