Noel stood watching his brother. He clenched his fist tight. He looked at Riven's back as he fought. Just now, he had believed he was finally on the path to reclaiming himself, finally about to become a true rival for Riven, but that changed in just a few seconds.
He couldn't even muster the strength to fight anymore, yet Riven was cutting through demonized without a single issue.
Riven's flames burned hot and high, his sword cut through demonized like a hot knife through butter, and before long, all the demonized lay on the ground dead.
Finally, Riven stopped. He turned around, flashed a smile at Noel, and passed out, his body fell backward into the blood on the ground.
As soon as his head hit the ground, it was as if he was plunged in water.
Riven sunk deeper into the water, the light getting dimmer the deeper he went. He stretched out his hands to get himself out, but nothing worked, he simply kept going down, down, down.
