Ember and Sylren were completely drawn away by the hibiscus fruit Ethan had thrown out.
For beings at their level, reason could still exist—but only until a treasure of heaven and earth appeared before their eyes.
A hibiscus fruit was enough to anyone lose composure.
If one could seize it, everything else could wait.
That was exactly why the moment the fruit flew out, both sides moved almost instinctively.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Violent roars echoed through the valley as Ember's subordinates clashed with Sylren and the two Three-Legged Golden Crows. Demonic energy surged like raging tides, colliding again and again, exploding into brilliant but deadly fireworks.
None of them were willing to retreat.
None of them were willing to let the other side get that fruit.
And in the chaos—
Ethan calmly pocketed the last hibiscus fruit.
Only then did Sylren suddenly come back to his senses.
His pupils shrank violently.
"Ethan!"
