42. The Wrong Opponent To Fight

Anger rose from within his guts. Spite and hatred swelling up from his bowels all the way to his throat. His face crumpled, squeezing bitterly as he observed the Hand of the Tower of Red Light still smiling sheepishly at him.

"Why?" He mouthed out whilst rising to his full height of 10ft.

Why would anyone support an Ascender? Why would anyone want to save an Ascender? 

Why? 

The word stung his tongue bitterly, adding to his already sour mood. He wanted to devour,.to rip the Hand of the Tower of Red Light arm by arm. And then hang his skin as a rug somewhere.

Not only was he standing against him, he was stopping him from claiming the last bit of respect he could retrieve by killing the Ascender.

And even more, the Ascender remained on the little hill, watching both of them with an extremely terrified look. 

Seeing that, he tried to console himself now. It was good that the Ascender was not making a move yet. He co

Sir_Impeccable

Goosebumps! 😨 I'm shivering here. Damn, this Emere be brutal. Please Bayo, no matter what you do, avoid this Guy. Even the Hand of the Sect seems useless here. Damn! He is so cold hearted. Plus, he's. Using CREATION ESSENCE? That's the higher version and the purest form of Agbara. Only Gods use this, usually... Yet, he uses it! Oboy!!!

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