Chapter 1857

By the time Kiyu finished speaking, Severin and Janik took their positions on the arena. A stern expression appeared on Janik's face as he glanced at the young man who had rebuked Thorold's offer. In a city where practitioners were striving to align themselves with Thorold and gain entry to the Deifirm Sect, Severin's rejection and subsequent roughing-up of the Gahrr's honorary elder was a sort of anathema to Janik. It did not sit well with Janik at all, and his expression naturally became sour as he looked at Severin. With his cold gaze locked onto Severin, Janik sneered, "It was pretty bold of you to disrespect my family's scion like that. Well, let's see what you're made of then!" In an instant, the rumble of thunderbolts emanated from Janik's body. Thunderous echoes were heard as several silver tentacles bearing fangs and claws surrounded him. It was a hair-raising sight for some. Spectators marveled at the thunderbolts that were manifested, and they looked on in awe at the elec