Tyraste still clung to Matthew like a festering sore.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
"Have you lost your mind?!"
Dark Peggy cursed irritably.
"Get out of Matthew's body."
"Otherwise, you'll gain nothing."
Tyraste held his shoulder with one hand, his gaze as resolute as ever.
Dark Peggy swore loudly:
"But Matthew has to be willing to come out on his own!"
"That coward!"
"Unless I burn his forest down, otherwise..."
Just at that moment.
Matthew's body suddenly began to convulse involuntarily.
Immediately after.
A calm voice rose in the Lost Paradise:
"Had enough, Peggy?"
Instantly.
Matthew's face went blank, and after rolling his eyes, his whole body froze in place.
Tyraste hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his only hand to catch Matthew, who had fainted.
The infinite Black Fire disappeared in an instant.
As if it had never appeared in this space.
The next second.
A biting chill came from the side.
But it was immediately disrupted by Tyraste's sword qi.