Chapter 255: Face me like a man!
The stagnant, heavy air of the village square seemed to vibrate with the collective terror of the remaining Montgomery forces as they stared upward at the winged silhouette.
Henry, his face pale and slick with a cold sweat that made his grip on his sword hilt feel dangerously loose, forced himself to take a single, trembling step forward into the open space.
He was a man who had built his entire identity on his status and the power of his family name, and seeing his carefully constructed world crumbling around him provoked a desperate, frantic surge of bravado.
He looked up at the figure with the white hair and the dark, leathery wings, his eyes wide and bloodshot as he tried to find the voice that had once commanded so much respect.
"Just who on earth are you!" Henry shouted, his voice cracking and reaching a pitch that betrayed the bitter taste of fear coating his tongue.
