"Are… are you out of your mind? Didn't Miss Ashley order me to serve this punishment?" Jason asked, his voice trembling as he spoke.
Ethan kept walking toward him. Each step made Jason move backward in panic.
His heart pounded as if it would burst out of his ribs, and every instinct in his body was screaming at him to run.
Yet his legs refused to cooperate, frozen between fear and disbelief.
There was no sign Ethan intended to stop. He continued forward, his hand wrapped tightly around the Bloodblade Ashura.
The eerie crimson sheen of the weapon made Jason's skin crawl, as if the blade itself was hungry.
Jason didn't want to die. He clutched his magic staff with both hands, gripping it so tight his knuckles turned white.
His breath shook as he pointed the staff straight at Ethan.
A rune circle flared to life at the tip, cracking with magic. A large fireball erupted forward, roaring like a beast as it flew straight at Ethan with enough force to tear apart a stone wall.
