"I'll kill youuuu!!!"

Would a fishhook lodged in the heart cause such a seizure?

Ok Myungjin, wielding his spear, let out a shriek and leaped into the air.

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If that expression and body language were mere theatrics, it would be more reasonable just to be fooled.

Rohan raised his longsword and blocked the descending spear.

Kaang──!!!

The weapons, imbued with magic, clashed with a metallic clang.

The deafening sound echoed through the area, causing the Iron Turtles below to let out guttural groans.

"You said earlier you didn’t intend to kill me."

"Shut up!"

"Getting rejected is a part of life. No need to throw a tantrum."

"Kraaaah!!! I'll skewer your damn mouth!!!"

Taking Rohan’s remark as mockery rather than comfort, Ok Myungjin looked ready to explode, steam practically rising from his face.

The magic within his spear pulsed with his emotions, growing increasingly volatile.

Paaang!

Chaotic magical energy surged between them, pushing both back.

Ok Myungjin used the Iron Turtles beneath him as stepping stones and landed back in his original position.

Rohan swiftly adjusted his disrupted stance and tightened his grip on his sword.

"Rohan. I’ll help."

Ichinose took a step forward.

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