Vow to end the Flowing Swamp organization

"What's with this look in your eyes..."

The Flowing Swamp organization leader coldly said when he saw Dawn get up and look in his direction with a cold, detached look.

There was something in Dawn's gaze which irked him.

There was no fear, no sense of regret.

"That look..."

The leader's voice rumbled like thunder, his golden eyes narrowing into slits.

The air cracked, space itself distorting under his presence. Rage—pure, unfiltered rage—boiled inside him.

"Insolence."

His voice was no longer a mere statement but a decree, heavy with the weight of power. "You do not look at me like that."

In the next moment, the leader's body turned into a ray of golden radiance.

"This attack again, do you think I am stupid?" Dawn internally sneered. He ignored the pain and focused ahead.