Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Standing at the summit of the crater of Blazing Hot Volcano, Russell had two huge wounds on his body, one slashed diagonally across his back, and another pierced through his waist.
After the blood dripped down, it transformed directly into energy, burning up completely.
Even more pallid than Russell was Sacred Unicorn Polly, who had already transformed back into the Mark of the Thunder God, branded on Russell's forehead.
"Your Grace the Grand Duke!" A Flying Dragon Knight flew over and pounded his chest in salute, "Thank you for your assistance, otherwise not only would the Frost Star Bead have been stolen, but who knows how many bodies would be lying beneath Blazing Hot Volcano…"
"It's no trouble, humans are naturally a community bound by fate. King Ares was fighting with Shuang Da on the Snowfield, which allowed me to come here and deal with the Snow Troll that was trying to steal the Frost Star Bead." Russell waved his hand, standing motionless.