Darius held his breath the moment he saw Donald’s state. Perhaps he was wrong from the start; he should have never let Uriah take Donald into a holding cell. Maybe that way, Donald would not have gotten hurt this badly.

Drowning in absolute guilt, Darius hated himself for trusting Uriah and being useless against Uriah’s abuse toward Donald. All of that set off another bout of rage in Darius.

Thus, when Uriah pointed at Erin disrespectfully, Darius did not hesitate to shoot a bolt of life force toward Uriah. Even so, he did not exert much life force as he did not want to grant Uriah such a swift death.

Uriah was unsure of what had happened, but he felt a robust burst of wind slam into his body, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the impact sent his body flying a distance away.

He could even feel the wind blowing against his skin so harshly that it cut every inch of his arms. The worst part was Uriah’s back collided with the wall, but he did not fall onto