Chapter 83.4 - Damsel?

Irina's eyes widened as she turned her gaze towards the figure who had just entered the room.

His presence seemed to fill the space with an aura of danger, and Irina couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine.

The newcomer's black hair fluttered in the dim light, his pale skin illuminated by the faint glow of the candles.

'He is here…'

But it was his eyes that drew Irina's attention the most—icy purple orbs that seemed to pierce through the darkness with a cold, calculating gaze.

'But, what is this suffocating feeling.'

But it wasn't just his appearance that sent a chill down Irina's spine. It was the palpable sense of menace and hatred that seemed to radiate from him, an unmistakable aura of danger that made her heart race with fear even before she could think.