Chapter 161: The Shadow's Ultimatum
The Vanguard Plaza was a graveyard of shattered concrete and broken armor.
Draven Mordis stood quietly where the Level 200 Elder had just been crushed into a microscopic singularity. The suffocating pressure of the Cult's magic was completely gone.
Draven turned away from the empty sky. His boots crunched against the rubble as he walked past the surviving Vanguard Knights.
They parted for him immediately, their eyes wide with a mixture of absolute awe and sheer, primal terror.
The masked boy in the black coat had just done the impossible, and none of them dared to even breathe too loudly in his presence.
Draven ignored them. He approached the center of the plaza and knelt beside the massive, unmoving body of Lord Commander Gunther Stillbane.
