Chapter 148: Cute Battle (3)

Auris stood towering over Theron, the latter regaining consciousness only to find the sharp, cold edge of an ice claw precariously positioned at his neck.

The sudden realization of his vulnerability, paired with the chilling sensation of ice barely grazing his skin, sent a shock through Theron's system. His eyes, wide with a mix of fear and disbelief, locked onto Auris, the embodiment of the power he had underestimated.

Theron, grappling with the sharp turn of events, could only glare up at Auris, the weight of his defeat pressing down on him. "So, you're already awake, huh? Now, where shall we start?" Auris mused, his voice tinged with a playful yet authoritative note.

The smile that spread across his face was not one of malice, but of a victor acknowledging the end of a tumultuous battle. "Oh, yes, you've already lost. Even in your berserk state, you couldn't overpower me. You really are weak."