"Xavier!"
The sound of a wolf howling echoed in the clearing, followed by a raging storm of fire that burnt the mole skeletons into piles of ashes.
"Dear, Dear..this is why I asked you to listen to me." Damien stepped forward. "Look, you had to come crawling back to me, didn't you?"
He turned and looked at Glen, who was standing on the side with a smirk on his face. "Why should you listen when elders are talking, you see?"
As he spoke, he snapped his fingers, and a bluish glow erupted all over the clearing where they were standing, and Glen felt like his mana that had been sucked recovered. Though it didn't recover completely, it was much better than before
"From the next time, use your heads a little," remarked Damien as he and Xavier stepped towards the battlefield. "Why would anyone put a reward of 2.3 million gold coins on a simple mole?"
[You have used the newly acquired skill.]
[The King skill has been used.]