At this moment, Isabella also emerged from her anger and regained her composure, not delivering a fatal blow, but temporarily stripping Yusto of his magic powers.
"This time, I really just came to help," Yusto felt aggrieved, "I was just helping a friend look for something."
"Looking for something? How did you end up in Claude's tomb?" Isabella stared at Yusto, with an air that suggested she might kill him at any moment.
Yusto was not afraid of Isabella. Though Isabella was stronger, the ghostification of the undead mage naturally countered the blood magic of vampires. Comparatively, he feared the girl beside Isabella more, as her bizarre magic had already proven she had the power to kill him, regardless of any magic escape methods he had.
Yusto hesitated for three breaths, then compromised.
He hailed from the Northern Lands, a place where countless frozen corpses amidst the endless snow became the origin of his path as an undead mage.
