"Th-that's right, of course—"
Before the old man could even recover from his confusion,
a terrifying pressure suddenly descended outside the flower tea shop.
The sky dimmed in an instant.
A colossal shadow blotted out the light, its presence alone making every living being tremble in fear.
It was a giant snow-white eagle.
Its feathers gleamed like forged steel, its eyes sharp and predatory,
and the aura it emitted was unmistakably that of a God Rank being.
"It's the City Lord! Lord Aquila is here!"
"A member of the Four-Eyed Clan got killed—no wonder he showed up himself!"
"That human girl is doomed…"
The surrounding aliens whispered among themselves, voices filled with awe and dread.
The very name Snowhawk City came from the Snowhawk Clan,
and its ruler—the clan's patriarch—was none other than Aquila,
a Lesser God-rank powerhouse whose authority ruled this land.
A brilliant flash erupted from the sky.
