Upon seeing Ethan's arrival, Verona immediately ran to him and grabbed his right hand while Olivia held his left. To some onlookers, Ethan appeared to be the archetypal playboy, toying with female emotions. The trio then took a seat on the sofa, with cameras and a throng of spectators encircling them. Elora, dressed in a crisp white shirt, a short gray skirt, and her signature round glasses, had an intimidating presence with her sharp gaze that seemed to pierce anyone she spoke to. Ethan felt a chill run down his spine as he imagined their discussion occurring in front of thousands of eyes. Rania, Bas's wife, was unable to conceal her anxiety any longer; Verona, too, was not as buoyant as she had been. Ethan abruptly realized that he was the cause of their distress. This time, Rohan looked dashing in a sleek black leather jacket, which clung to his tall, stocky frame. At a glance, Ethan was mesmerized by the charm and strength radiating from Rohan, not to mention the positive energ
Suddenly, a towering figure of two meters burst through the wall, sending everyone in the room scurrying in terror. Muscles bulged beneath his clothing, adding to the intimidation of the intruder. Ethan attempted to call forth the Mjolnir, sensing that something dreadful was about to occur, but he was too late; the man had already lifted a hefty portion of the wall and hurled it in their direction. Ethan, startled, swiftly picked up Verona's limp body and jumped to his feet. Olivia suddenly vanished from Ethan's side and reappeared just as quickly on the other side, shielding Elora from the large object that was hurtling toward them. "Mamaaaaa!" Verona screamed in anguish. Rohan defiantly stepped up to the looming figure, determined to safeguard Rania, who was seated beside him. "No one will lay a hand on my best friend's wife and child while I'm here!" he declared. Rania managed to escape by hiding behind Rohan's tall and intimidating figure. Suddenly, the assailant charged to
Verona sprinted up to the man while Ethan attempted to give chase, but he quickly halted when he saw the man's tight grip around Rania's neck. Ethan was still trying to follow when Rania began to squirm in agony due to the pain in her neck. Ethan had no other option but to proceed cautiously, as Rania's life was in danger. Moreover, things became more complicated as Verona attempted to dash toward the man. Verona ran away in terror when the man viciously grabbed her, causing her to fall to the ground. His right foot pinned her small body to the floor, immobilizing her. "Help me!" she screamed. "How stupid!" Rohan shouted at Ethan. "Why did you let that girl go!" he blamed him. "What can I do?" Ethan retorted. "What would you do if you were in my position, huh?" "Guys..." Elora interjected, speaking from the corner of the room. "I know we are panicking, but I can also understand Ethan's position; he is not entirely at fault here." She then turned to face the person who had attacke
Rania collapsed onto the ground, her body limp and her strength sapped. The perpetrator spun on his heel and sprinted towards a gaping aperture in the corner of the spacious chamber, his feet pounding against the marble tiles. "Bye!" he shouted as he bolted.Ethan was determined not to let him walk away without allowing him to explain himself. He leaped up from his seat in an attempt to go after him, but Rohan's loud plea for Ethan to stay put halted his pursuit. "Wait!" he shouted."Let me chase him, please save Rania!""Let me chase him!" Rohan begged, his face contorted with anger. In a flash, he dashed past Ethan, jumping as he ran to close the distance between him and Jake. In an instant, the two had vanished from view.Ethan sprinted towards Rania, who had collapsed onto the ground. Elora was already crouched down beside her, and as she attempted to raise Rania's arm, it appeared as though she was attempting to communicate something. Elora shouted, "Hey hey hey, are you okay? J
Rohan was forced to extinguish his flames, Jake's fingers gripping his neck tightly, making it difficult for him to breathe. At first glance, Rohan appeared to be very feeble.Rohan desperately attempted to free himself from Jake's grasp by seizing his hand; however, he lacked the necessary strength. He then attempted to throw a few punches, but they were feeble and ineffectual.Rohan's vision blurred, and he saw death looming closer. With a malicious laugh, he asked, "Is this what you wanted?"Jake lay before him, his body slowly returning to its original shape, though the burns still covered it. His skin had been scorched away, exposing his muscles in a gruesome manner.Rohan's resistance gradually subsided, and the night wind blew ashes aloft, creating a void in the atmosphere before Jake.Ethan leapt from the rooftop, his knees buckling as he realized Rohan had been slain. Despite sensing he had arrived in time, the suddenness of Rohan's death had taken him by surprise. "Rohan's l
Ethan didn't show the slightest bit of hesitancy as he threw his punches, aiming wildly at the body of the person who had collapsed in front of him. "Take that!" he shouted, his fists landing with force.Ethan pounded his fists repeatedly against the target of his rage: legs, stomach, chest, face - until it resembled nothing more than a mangled mass of flesh drenched in blood. The crimson liquid splattered in all directions, covering Ethan's face and body. He stepped back, surveying his work with a satisfied grin.Ethan starred in wonderment as the mangled mass of flesh before he was reduced to ashes and was then carried away by the breeze. "Thanks for the news," he remarked, gratitude evident in his voice. "Now I know exactly what I must do."The fight was finished, and Ethan's passionate, rebellious anger was beginning to dissipate. "It's over," he murmured.Ethan fell to the ground, holding down his knees and the Hammer of Justice that was standing beside him. His breath repeatedly
Ethan's eyes opened once more, and the improvement in his condition was evident. He had sustained no physical injuries, but mentally he felt exhausted. The System had no way of indicating this, as there was no Status named 'Sanity.' A few moments ago, his sanity value must have been at its lowest point. A few streaks of light shone through the curtain in the corner of the room, casting a gentle, warm glow that fell across his face. He turned his head away momentarily to avoid the sun's glare and asked, "How long have I been sleeping?" Realizing it was already noon, Ethan suddenly jumped out of bed. Exhaustion had made him lose track of time, and he had slept for much longer than he had intended. Ethan quickly left the room and sprinted down the hallway, a sense of urgency propelling him forward. He arrived at Olivia's bedroom door, where the words 'Princess Chamber' was written in elegant script. Breathless, he called out, "Is everything alright?" The detailed carvings on the doo
Ethan checked his stats, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that his level had significantly increased since the last time he had looked. Ethan felt an immense surge of strength flood through his legs, enabling him to run faster and jump higher than ever before. His kicks were more powerful than he'd ever imagined they could be - a skill he had acquired from Bas. "This is incredible!" he exclaimed excitedly. Olivia heard a light chuckle at Ethan's response and asked, "Are you talking about the skill you got from Bas, Oppa?" Ethan raised his face to face Olivia and nodded lightly. "Even though it was a disaster for us, you can't deny that Bas left something valuable for you," she said. "I guess so... Although, it still appears like it's randomly assigned to players. Not all battles between players result in skill acquisition for the other," Ethan explained. "I'm sure that the more people become aware of this, the more wars between players will take place," Olivia concluded.