The open space of the banquet was deathly quiet.
The air, which had moments ago been thick with the heat of the fire dragon's rage, was now cold and still.
The silence was heavy, filled with the collective shock of thousands of people who had just seen the impossible.
An Eternal Sovereign had been erased.
He hadn't been defeated in a long battle.
He hadn't been wounded.
He had simply ceased to exist.
The leaders of the various races stood like statues.
They couldn't believe their eyes.
For a long time, the rumors about Ethan Hunt were all about his wealth.
People whispered that he was just a heir with a terrifying background and massive influence.
They thought his power came from the "family" that stood behind him.
They were wrong.
Melida felt her throat go dry.
She slowly swallowed her saliva, her hands still trembling from the residual energy in the room.
"He can kill an Eternal Sovereign?" she whispered to herself.
