Chapter 267
Thirty minutes later…
The shattered platform had been restored to pristine condition, every trace of damage erased as if it had never occurred.
Even Dave, who had been brutally injured, now stood among the others—fully healed and brooding a few meters away from the crowd.
He leaned against the cold marble wall, his fists clenched tight, breath sharp and uneven. Anger swirled within him like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
'Damn it… this is the third time that filthy peasant has overpowered me—crushed me like I was nothing!' Dave raged internally, his teeth grinding. 'If breaking through wasn't enough… then I need more. I must push harder, train longer, and learn the ultimate weapon of a true mage—Magus Dominion. The trump card of every top-tier spellcaster.'
His eyes narrowed, a sinister glint flashing within them.
