Unlike the panicked tone of the masked being, the old man's expression didn't show an ounce of emotion.
Like an aged war veteran, his heart appeared as calm as the sea.
But underneath the surface, a storm was brewing.
"So you're the rat who's been trying to lay a hand on my granddaughter… I'll make you understand the weight of your foolish actions."
The being could feel an instinctual fear emanating from every pore of its body.
This was the power of a black-level existence!
While the masked being was strong in their own right, fighting a black-level existence was far too much for them to handle.
Managing to muster every ounce of their energy, the being pulled themselves back up to their feet and faced Alford.
"W-why are you here! You should have been in Astoria City on the other side of the globe! Why did you come back to Eluria city?"
Their organization had planned all this, assuming Alford Golden wouldn't be there to help.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
(I am indeed shameless)