It seemed that they had guessed each other's intentions, as their directions surprisingly coincided.
Paladin.
The Pale Blood is what matters most.
Abraham closed the distance rapidly, arriving at the area where the Paladin and Bos were clashing within a few breaths. Without uttering a word, he ignored Bos and lunged directly at the Paladin.
"What on earth are you, get out of my way!"
Bos snorted coldly.
"Vermin will always be vermin, one must be conscious to lurk in the shadows. Is he your target?" Bos snorted coldly again.
"Today, none of you shall leave this place."
The Paladin, dodging backwards, also noticed Abraham who had approached him. He was initially startled, but quickly sensed something from Abraham.
"So it was you!"
"Soul Devourer, you've been scheming behind the scenes!"
"Initially showing immense desire for this artifact, yet you withdrew from the deal on the very same day. So, this was your plan all along."