"Don't you understand? If anyone finds out we did this, we're going to die!" Bodun, having lost all appetite, shot to his feet and roared in fury.
For the first time in a long while, his composure was completely shattered.
"With us here, no one can harm you." Jerome stepped out of the darkness, and the candlelight revealed the face that had been hidden in the shadows of the room.
It was a featureless face!
He had no nose and no eyes. He possessed none of the features a normal person would have. He was like a failed Creation, a deformed child spurned by the Gods.
His horrifying appearance alone was enough to frighten a crying child into silence.
"You have no idea how strong that Lord of High Cliff Castle is! Powerful Stone Giants were no match for him, and thousands of Demons have fallen to his sword!"
The image of that figure—part demon, part god—flashed through Bodun's mind. No matter the opponent, he cut them down with utter ease.
