Chapitre 1299: The First of Many - Part 4

He was a man of the Second Boundary. Oliver supposed his age to be only a short two or three years away from thirty, like Ferdinand himself. His achievement, in crossing the Second Boundary, was by no means a light one. It was enough to guarantee him the confidence that he had. He was a wolf trotting through the forests, finding that no prey could equal its match.

However, this wolf had wandered into a cave with a confidence it was undeserving of. And in that cave, golden eyes glowered back at him. The creature that he found, cloaked in shadow, must have appeared ten feet tall to him. He saw what lay beyond Oliver's eyes, just for a second. And just for a second, he felt the magnitude of a man of the Fourth Boundary. Oliver allowed it to sweep across the room. His target – to the degree that he had any sort of intention – was an individual, but still the pressure made the merchants sitting nearby almost choke.