With Kyle out of the way, the Rulers began eyeing each other warily, ready to fight and kill—for the rewards. After all, each of them was absolutely unwilling to share anything. They were greedy and wanted everything for themselves. It was clear that another brutal battle was inevitable, and now, the Rulers present had become each other's enemy.
Yizhe was the first to reach the center, digging through the ice in search of the golden crystal and Kyle's soul. That kid's body should have disintegrated under the onslaught of so many natural laws, so he was searching for his soul and icy power.
He hissed softly as the sharp ice cut into his skin, the pain intensified since he had no power left in his body to protect him.
Nature was truly brutal.
It hadn't left even a tiny drop of energy in him or in the surroundings. Yizhe knew it would take a long time for him to recover fully.
Still, it had been worthwhile.
