Aelion's gaze was fixed on the black longsword on the ground before him, his eyes flashing with intense wariness. Anger and desperate, he lifted his head and shouted toward the shadowy figure perched high in the trees.
"Are you really going to fight me to the death?" he bellowed, his voice cracking with both fury and fear.
Aelion had been driven into such a desperate situation in just a few brief exchanges. Deep in his heart, he knew that if this continued, he might not survive the day.
The figure in black responded coldly, "Those who dare harm a member of the Witch Clan will be hunted to the ends of the earth."
As the black longsword rose again, Aelion's heart burned with hatred. "Mark my words," he snarled, "what you sow today, you shall reap tomorrow."
Without another moment's hesitation, Aelion turned and fled, his figure quickly disappearing into the distance. He knew returning to Everton was no longer an option. Facing this formidable Witch Clan member alone was beyond his capabilities, let alone confronting this adversary and Matthew together.
The cloaked figure watched Aelion's retreating form with a sneer.
"The Witch Clan's discretion has clearly emboldened some fools," the figure mused.
With a graceful leap, the black-robed figure landed before Arnold and Jaylen. In a fluid motion, two small black pills were slipped into their mouths. Then, as swiftly as it had appeared, the shadowy figure vanished without a trace.
...
Meanwhile, in Everton, Matthew's car rolled into a city in turmoil. The streets were packed with anxious crowds, their faces etched with worry and fear. Parking his vehicle, Matthew approached a passerby.
"Excuse me, sir," he inquired gently, "what's going on here?"
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