CHAPTER 15 (PART 1): PLAY THE GAME

The worst became even worse. Arth shivered in fear, his lips still parted in shock. The ones standing ahead of him were the formidable foes he would not want to face. The glorious members of the Frostguarde had crushed the ground after jumping from the flying beast in the sky. Reinforcements of knights and cavalries from the Upper Ring had also just arrived, halting behind the elite group. It was indeed … a trap.

Arth swallowed hard the lump on his throat. He could not believe that Tristan was a member of the Frostguarde. All five of them were dressed in cerulean-colored cloak, even the Divine Knight himself. One of them had a middle-aged face of a man, holding a long blue spear. Another member was a red-haired lady wielding a brown staff. That was all what Arth could notice, as his arms were already trembling with fear and exhaustion.

Divine Knight Kael removed the hood of his cloak, revealing his black hair fixed backwar