‘If you can survive for a bit more, I think I can get you out of here.’

The translucent body of Tenebris, the First Dark Knight, was in Leiu’s distorted view. Unlike their nocturnal meeting, they were talking in reality, which was probably due to the abundance of Darkness energy in the Blackened Plateau.

Upon seeing the pale-faced and bleeding youth give him a deadpan expression that, albeit hard to read, clearly depicted his unwillingness to leave, Tenebris sighed.

Tenebris, unseen by the Gods and Light Spirits, walked to the nearby edge of the plateau and focused his gaze. After a couple of breaths, he said,

‘He’s running away after your comrades, yes. He’s also getting stronger because of the Void… probably will get possessed soon.’

Leiu muttered a couple of words under his rugged breath, to which Tenebris first frowned before nodding.

‘I can give you only one chance.’

With stiff and slow movements, Leiu got to his feet. His legs were shaking from pain and his back was hunchi