"High Priest, he just fought against Baseth yesterday and is still injured. This isn't fair..." Dean watched the battle unfold, knowing there was likely no turning point, and couldn't help but want to delay.
After all, Su Chen was injured, and such an unfair battle was truly lacking in fairness.
"There's never fairness on the battlefield. Do you think a foe will spare you because your realm is low and you're injured?"
"No, you'll just become his trophy all the quicker," Priest Reck said coldly.
He seemed to have firmly decided not to help Su Chen and Dean.
If Su Chen wasn't willing to accept, so be it.
He might lose only the Werewolf Clan's council seat in the Dark Council.
But once he accepted, it would be all or nothing.
Perhaps he could defeat one Level Nine Peak Werewolf, but two, three, or even if a Wolf King intervened?
Priest Reck might not be intending to force Su Chen to his death.
But his desire to see Su Chen's strength was all too evident.
