1738. Intricate

Steven could have continued to fight. Noah had only matched his determination, but they still had to see the outcome of a proper exchange.

However, Steven had a different plan. He needed to establish an alliance with the Legion, but he wasn't willing to become the underling of an unworthy leader.

Noah's character didn't fit his mindset, but his power and determination were undeniable. Steven couldn't accept him as a leader, but he was perfect as an ally.

"You are an odd one," Noah sighed while retracting the Demonic Sword and accepting Night back inside his separate space. "You got me excited over nothing."

Noah had actually begun to enjoy the battle. Steven was a perfect opponent at his current level. He could test his new abilities and see how far he could stretch his power.

Still, he didn't mind that outcome either. Steven was willing to give him the location that he needed. Fighting had become pointless at that point.