Ethan narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp and dangerous as it locked on the abbot.
Just moments ago, they had shared a civil conversation, but clearly, the abbot's thoughts—and intentions—were far from friendly.
'Does he want to make himself our enemy?Hmppp…..Who cares? If he wants to burn us alive, he'd better be ready for what comes next.'
He then stepped in front of his wife, retrieving the heavy metal door back into his [Inventory].
And without holding back, he unleashed his skill, [Shadow Forge].
From the ground, inky-black tentacles surged forth, writhing toward the abbot with lethal intent as Ethan controlled them with his hand, trying to subdue the abbot by force.
The abbot was truly taken aback by their impressive skills.
The sudden appearance of the metal door, which had effortlessly blocked the fire talisman, had already unsettled him.
Now, faced with these unnatural shadows and tentacles lunging at him, he was forced into full vigilance.
