"No blood, no lesson learned." Norton stepped forward, bent down, patted his face, and smiled, "The people you sent startled me, my prey ran away, and I have no food today. How will you compensate me?"
"Chariot!" The Magician was extremely angry, "The Priestess has divined, and also looked at the Astrology Chart, which shows the Devil is returning. We should be united."
He raised his voice, "At this point, you still want internal strife?"
"I said—" Norton exerted force with his hand, tearing his wound again, "Don't bother me."
The Magician gasped in pain, "You..."
The intense pain made it impossible for him to stand up for a while.
Only a Sage could harm another Sage.
Damn it!
The Magician was so angry his heart and lungs hurt.
He really got it this time.
Never thought the Chariot would come back with the same unpredictable temper as before, doing things completely illogical.
The Magician stared intently at the man's back, his gaze sinister.
