Ragnar was trembling, panic written all over his face. He had nothing left—no strength, no options.
"If you kill me… my boss will come for you. He'll avenge me!" he shouted, desperation cracking his voice.
Ethan didn't even blink. "Don't worry. I'll send him to join you soon enough," he said casually. "Oh, and thanks for the crystal core, by the way."
"..." Ragnar's heart sank into a pit of despair. Regret and fury churned inside him, but it was too late for either.
In the next instant, a katana shimmered into existence in Ethan's hand. With one clean, fluid motion, he brought it down.
SHHK!
The blade split Ragnar's skull open. A brilliant crystal core shot out from the wound, spinning through the air.
Ethan reached out and caught it effortlessly, holding it in his palm.
Another SSS-grade core.
