Nemesis

The darkness compromised everyone’s sight in an instant.

What was left was only the heavy, rough breathing that lingered in everyone’s ears.

The seed of fear sprouted among them.

The mystical individuals in the grand hall were much stronger than common men. They didn’t scream in panic or flee before the sudden change.

They were all moving slowly and silently towards the big door.

The devilish aura that had erupted from Kieran’s body made them realize they had underestimated the situation and their opponents.

Such a mistake could only lead to death.

Death was watering the young sprout of fear in their hearts. As seconds passed, fear and panic spread in every heart in the hall. A number of people hastened their steps, when they suddenly heard a clear sound in the hall.

They didn’t care anymore. All they wanted was to leave that place.