Mason dropped to his knees at the sight of the blue-eyed monstrous runecaster floating high in the skies, gazing down at him with such scathing intensity as if the Runic Sage could peer through the very soul of Mason.
All the strength and willpower drained from the Vex Patriarch as if the very fear of the Runic Sage was encoded into his every cell.
And how could he not feel that way?
Especially considering that even the three Kings may not dare to take this old monster lightly…. And Mason could already feel a boundless chill crawling up on his very soul.
Axel, with the last of his remaining sanity, also looked upward, confused by the change of behaviour by his enemy.
And then he finally saw the man he never thought he would see…
Not in this moment, not even in his wildest of dreams….
The unmatched powerhouse who saved him in the trials…
