The flames spread across his body, making him look like a demon rising from hell.
"I didn't want to just survive anymore. I wanted to make sure those Giants understood what happens when they come after MY men. When they kill people under MY protection."
His voice became something inhuman, carrying echoes of slaughter that made people step back involuntarily.
"I SLAUGHTERED THOSE GIANTS AND MADE THEM DIE IN TERROR!"
WHOOOOSH!
The crimson flames exploded outward, the killing intent washing over everyone like a physical wave.
Students screamed.
Some fell to their knees.
Others vomited from the sheer malevolent pressure.
The Imperial heirs went pale, their instincts screaming danger despite Damian being lower rank.
Because this wasn't about power levels.
This was about someone who'd descended into genuine madness, who'd embraced slaughter so completely that his Aura itself had transformed into something that rejected sanity.
