A Man Like None Other

Teegan burst into laughter. “You’re full of yourself! Aren’t you afraid you’ll bite your tongue?”

The more Jared spoke, the less seriously Teegan took him. To Teegan, only the powerless relied on bold words to bolster their confidence.

“Mr. Teegan, let me handle this,” Riehl said, stepping forward. His hands itched for action. Jared’s earlier remarks had struck a nerve, and Riehl was eager to prove himself. The loss of his arcane array had been a bitter blow to his pride, and now he intended to redeem himself.

Teegan gave a nod of approval. “Go ahead, Mr. Rundacel.”

Riehl’s expression turned deadly serious. He began forming seals with his hands, chanting an ancient incantation under his breath.

Two massive specks of light emerged in the air, spinning slowly as they grew brighter. They connected, forming an intricate arcane array that enveloped Jared entirely.

them all,” Riehl sneered. “I’ll show you what a

display. His eyes closed briefly, as if feeling out the arcane array’s structure. Then, with a flick of his fingers and a single word-“Release”-the

Jared stood unmoved, his expression cool and indifferent, as

energy into crafting another arcane array. But every time, Jared

unimpressive, Mr. Rundacel,” Jared said,

maintain his composure. Deep

his spiritual energy. His body trembled slightly, a clear indication of how deeply shaken he was by

can’t help anymore,” Riehl admitted, lowering his head in shame, his voice heavy

so sure of

array craft was far superior to Riehl’s, a fact that neither