The Man’s Decree

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.

mean you can break them all,” Riehl sneered. “I’ll show you

closed briefly, as if feeling out the arcane array’s structure. Then, with a

his formation vanished. Jared stood unmoved, his expression cool and indifferent, as if

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

are rather unimpressive, Mr. Rundacel,” Jared said,

maintain his composure. Deep down, he knew pressing further would only make

energy. His body

Teegan… I can’t help anymore,” Riehl admitted, lowering his head in shame,

filled with conflicting emotions. He had been so sure of Riehl’s abilities, confident that defeating Jared would be effortless. The unexpected outcome

was now evident that Jared’s array craft was far superior to Riehl’s, a fact that neither of them