Kapitel 259: 259. Crimson Reckoning (2)

Lyall dragged the man forward, his footsteps heavy against the blood-slick stage. The metallic scent thickened the air, making it hard to breathe as I stood amidst the carnage.

"This is the one, Master," Lyall growled, shoving the man to his knees. His body hit the ground with a thud, trembling as he dared to lift his head toward me.

"Wh-What do you want? Please... Please, don't kill me!" His voice cracked, eyes darting to the lifeless forms strewn around us.

I gazed down at him, my expression carved from ice. Slowly, I let my Dragon's Presence seep into the space between us, suffocating and absolute. His knees buckled, and he slumped forward, gasping for breath.

"I don't want to hear your pathetic begging. Tell me what I want to know," I ordered, my voice cutting through the tension like a blade.

He nodded frantically, sweat dripping from his brow. "Y-Yes! I—I'll tell you everything!"