Yavrin took a deep breath and said, “I have no idea what punishment will suffice. You two should seek forgiveness before Master and the Chosen One. Perhaps he will spare you two out of respect for Lord Goyo.”

After speaking, he cast a glance at Xalvador and turned to walk into the valley.

Fausto and Pierrette, who had been so arrogant earlier, fell to the ground. Their faces were filled with horror and anxiousness.

Inside the valley, James stood before a mass of black and white gas. Though he had not intended to stop, he was halted by four women dressed in white robes and veils.

Seeing their fierce, enemy-like demeanor, James felt both amused and irritated. ‘Damn it. I was invited here, but keep getting blocked. It’s as if I’m here to seek an attendance with the emperor. It’s so annoying. They really think I’m weak because I don’t show off my strength.’

The four masked women were ready to engage in battle, their lightsabers gleaming menacingly.

Just then, two beams of purple-gold