Elder Zyren & Ma Against Cain (2)

In truth, Cain even felt confident and amused since this clone had 90% of his real body's stats and if he were to be serious, he was sure that he would be able to kill them.

He had toyed with Zyren enough to understand the old man's combat style, and from what he sensed, Elder Ma was no less formidable. Still, Cain believed neither of them posed a hard challenge for him.

"Are you both certain about this?" Cain asked, letting a small smile tug at the corner of his mouth. He stood calmly, crimson red foxfire flickering over his forearms. "I'm giving you one last chance to walk away."

Zyren scoffed, ignoring the fresh bead of blood rolling down his face. "You've humiliated me enough. You'll pay for that."

Cain shrugged, the flickering flames intensifying around his hands. "Alright then. It's not like I'm at a loss anyway."