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Wayne brought up the two divine arts that Sukra had used on Andrius the Troll in a roundabout way. He admitted that he wanted them for himself. He could defeat the Troll. As someone juggling five professional relationships, he had a wider repertoire of skills than Sukra. However, he couldn’t take the Troll out with two glances as she had done.
Considering that Sukra was a legendary mage, the divine arts she had used had to be more than what met the eye; they were likely connected to the Goddess of Death.
Wayne had to do something when new knowledge was on the table. Even if he had to resort to deception or manipulation, he had to acquire the skills—especially the second skill of opening the door, kicking the target in, and closing the door. It had a real grandeur that suited a boaster like him.
The first skill paled in comparison. There was nothing special about a straightforward attack with raw power. With enough knowledge, anyone could do it.
“Wayne, those aren’t divine arts.”
Sukra pulled away reluctantly. After years of dodging pursuit, she hadn’t known such serenity for a long time, and she didn’t want to lose it.
The new Death Knight was eloquent, righteous, and powerful. He made her feel incredibly secure. The warmth eased her.
However, she was the Holy...
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