In the Face of Death, Unleash True Strength! II

Meanwhile, just a short distance away from the battle that had just concluded. A hulking obsidian titan stood with a white haired mage impaled on his bladed hand.

“Come on, human mage! You can’t die like this. Entertain me some more!”

The huge dark titan muttered with a mocking smile in a distorted voice. When all of a sudden he heard a faint laughter. The laughter slowly increased in a volume, and turned into a boisterous laugh.

To his surprise, it was the weak mage impaled on his hand. He laughed like a maniac, as his downed head rose slowly to meet the titan’s gaze.

“I truly have fallen too low.” The mage spoke in a coarse voice. “To think someone like you… Cough! Cough! To think that someone like you would look down on me.”

“Has the pain finally broken your feeble mind, insect?” The great titan asked, “Or has your ignorance still not vanished.”