"But are you, really?" Amon's voice turned mocking, laced with sarcasm.
"Your disciples are way stronger than you. Even your soul bond doesn't even respond to you. Hmm… maybe you are right. You are a protagonist!"
Ace twitched at the jab.
As much as he wanted to argue… the truth stung.
Even his spirit bot was probably in a higher realm than him.
He still remembered Lily training Liu Mei... and how the poor little girl ended up all bruised and bandaged like a war survivor just from a sparring session.
"There you go," Amon said smugly, watching his silence. "Even you admit it. Weak as any ordinary mortal."
Ace sighed, but kept his voice steady. "Well, last time I faced near death… someone came tos ave me. You see, I've plot armors. I'm in a new world and I have a syste, shouldn't you be the one cautious?"
It was a weak bluff, but a bluff nonetheless. Maybe it would buy him a few precious seconds.
