Gale bowed to Dewey respectfully. "Sect Master! Now that the main altar is in our control, all that's left are the altar masters that refuse to obey."

Dewey nodded, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone. "Yes! The power is on our side. They won't have a chance to say no."

As he spoke, Dewey pondered briefly before his expression grew solemn. "One of the pupils mentioned earlier that Kye Deleon is still alive and merely unconscious. We must get to the bottom of that. I'll let you handle that, Alice."

Alice nodded. "Yes, Master."

…

In Spinheart Land, the battle between Darryl and the elder clad in white robes continued.

Thump thump thump…

Both figures weaved through the air, letting out a series of rumbles with the blows they cast as their powerful auras constricted the air.

The elder had initially been confident, but he slowly grew increasingly shocked as the fight continued.

The young man could usurp the White Lily Cold Flames around him…

The White Lily Cold Flames entered Darryl