Shepherd
Chapter 677: Shepherd
His clone lounged on a Lawson sofa, a glass of alcohol in hand. Charles barely spared him a glance before shifting focus to the other man seated across.
The middle-aged man looked to be around fifty, with a large frame, lightly wrinkled face, and thin spectacles. Long brown hair framed his stern features. His amber eyes glinted with restrained power.
He wore a brown frock coat over a crisp white shirt, a bowler hat, and black gloves. Everything about him screamed control and calculation.
"Runeth?" Charles's eyes sparkled with recognition. "No wonder I couldn't see who he was talking to."
Runeth rose and approached, eyes appraising.
"You've grown stronger since we last met," he said. "Far too fast, actually. I received your 'Will' from that Zephyr lad a month ago and came here right away. But all I found was your clone. He told me you'd entered the Star Tombs."
He paused, voice shifting to a solemn note.