Heir
There was silence for a good few minutes.
Eventually, groups of hooded men and women slowly exited the tunnels and surrounded Liam from all sides.
'They're not the strongest,' Liam thought, assessing their auras with the King's Eye. 'They'll do, though.'
Becoming an Ashura had no effect on his King's Eye, but having another sensory organ restored his vision.
Not to mention, the red iris looked horrifying, as it was both vertical and horizontal at the same time, but it took a closer inspection to see the faint difference.
"Where's master Revel?" a hooded man ahead, who Liam presumed was their leader, said.
Liam gave him a hard look.
"Dead."
Gasps rang out from all sides, followed by murmurs and loud curses. Some already unsheathed their weapons.
"W-what? You're lying!" the man responded, taking out a longsword from his hood.
Liam frowned and clicked his tongue.