No pressure at all! Sitting on the sofa, I replayed the recent battle in my mind. If his true form had descended, unless he possessed peak Ultimate Strength, he really wouldn't have been worth taking seriously.
The power that descended wasn't targeted at me anyway; it was aimed at Carmeara. I was well aware of what he feared—his strength was merely Middle. I only took him seriously because he was a living ancient antique, just in case I got blindsided by some trick.
None of the ancient antiques who survive long years are easy to deal with. Whoever dares to look down on them is not far from death. Everyone has some hidden trump card; caution prevents you from taking losses and getting scammed—it guarantees a steady profit!
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