Fate, you fucking bitch

Rio, who saw the hooded man moving backwards towards Leon's room, had a smirk on his face.

'Try harder, fate. I'm not going down so easily, this time.' He thought and raised his hand. Chains made of darkness materialized from the ground and started binding the elf.

"You see, I didn't talk all that bullshit to you just so you can leave afterwards. I talked all that nonsense, so you keep standing there like a fool doubting this and that, instead of running away, while I was dealing with your barrier. So don't even try to move a muscle now." Rio said as he waved his other hand, threads of mana formed around the hooded man's face, disrupting the spell he was about to cast.

"Let me go, Rio. We have no enmity. I can help you. I can tell you everything." The man begged as he saw Rio removing the hood over his head, revealing a face with dark skin and pointy ears.