Chapter 773 Stop Wasting Time

• Zackary stood at the heart of the shattered courtyard, his breath steady yet razor-sharp. From the distant battlements, four Near-Divine Level fighters pinned their sights to him, pupils shrinking as they felt power coil beneath his calm exterior.
• To them, Indus was the coming storm. Jaziel, the quiet young man beside him, barely rated a footnote in their battle plan.
• Their pact was simple: the instant Indus so much as flexed, they would descend, pin him, and be home by sundown. However, they were surprised when Indus never even moved at all.