"From my point of view, I see no consequence heading my way."
It was the undeniable and sole truth that Great Elder Rosa could see with her own two eyes.
She put it out there as clearly as water.
For a fleeting moment after the words, the air became thicker, and the silence louder.
Viora could hear her own nervous heart pounding inside her chest as the situation escalated.
Had it been the Saintess of Purity on Rex's shoes, Viora was certain that she wouldn't not let this pass—the only answer was to teach Great Elder Rosa a lesson that she would not forget, one that would make her more respectful.
Though Rex was only an Immortal Spirit, Viora didn't take him lightly.
She truly believed that Rex could take Great Elder Rosa down if he wanted to.
A belief that didn't waver at all despite the situation.
As such the power and talent of a Candidate for Invincibility.
Rex glanced down at the serrated, root-weaved blade that was pressed against his throat.
