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For the first time, a trace of Isaac's force seeped out, and Asher felt as if the weight of the world had fallen on his shoulders. Almost instantly, web-like cracks started spreading almost everywhere in the room, radiating from Isaac's feet!
"Isaac!"
Lord Winter's furious bellow shattered the tension and the overwhelming force vanished. In an instant, Isaac seemed no more than an ordinary recruit in his early twenties.
In terms of looks, Asher looked older than Isaac and truth be told he had thought that Isaac was Lord Winter's relative.
But after witnessing that raw display of power, his perception began to shift.
"You must be wondering why we need troops if we have such a powerful knight by our side," Lord Winter said, a faint chuckle escaping his lips.