WIZ | The Warrior |√|

𝕽𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝕿𝖔 𝕸𝖆𝖓𝖟𝖚

【31.7 RACE TO MANZU】

"I've never thought that you kids would come in my way, especially you Azeal, you are the foolish of them all."

Adijha was walking toward the throne as he was saying those words. When he reached it, he turned around, gave a scoff to them and sat down on the throne.

"GET YOUR ASS OFF FROM THAT THRONE!!"Azeal shouted. A ball of nerves was bulging on his forehead from getting agitated.

"You don't know this but I can rip you apart right away." Adijha's gaze was submerged in coldness. Kamoor felt the chills in his bones when that cold gaze was moved to him.

Kamoor had seen what he was capable of. He quickly pressed Azeal's shoulder but his glare was fixed at Adijha.

"Calm down, Azeal."

"All that trouble just to get your hands on the throne?" Sierra asked with a smugness on her face.

Adijha chuckled. "Only idiots desire the throne. What I want is revolution... justice."

"Justice? For whom?" Kamoor asked.

Adijha leaned over. He rested his elbows on his thighs that made his forearms dangled between them. His black hair was falling over his icy-blue eyes.

"You know what, I am getting tired of your questions. Just hand over that spellbook."

"And what if we refused to give you the spellbook." Kamoor asked getting a little hesitant.

Adijha let his back fall over the splat of the throne. He smoothed his hair and sighed wearily.

"For heaven's sake.....you really want me to be the bad guy? Have you any idea, how much trouble I've been through for all this to go accordingly? I planned all those mid-night attacks, turned all the people against Manzu. Now that I've come so far, I don't want that spellbook to stand in my way. HAND OVER THAT BOOK!"

Kamoor clenched the book tightly and gradually shook his head glaring at Adijha.

On the snap of Adijha's finger, the woman was conjured from the thin air, behind the throne.

"Cast that spell." He ordered, setting his baleful gaze at them.

All three took the defensive poses. "You two, stay close" Kamoor said, swinging his eyes left-right at Azeal and Sierra.

"Fiem rior enhf....-" She stopped reciting the spell as she sensed the blue rays emitting from the pocket of Kamoor's trouser.

Adijha's eyes bugged-out, he spoke to himself. "What the hell is happening?"

'Is it.....Is it the talisman that my father gave me?' Kamoor pondered, falling his wide-opened eyes on the rays.

The woman thought to herself. 'He has a special grade talisman with him which is reacting to my Urjah. Now, I can't cast my illusion spells on them. He can't make a spell repellent talisman at this level. Now I get it.......MANZU!!'