Bab 434: A Clash of Ideals

Disbelief painted his face in bright colors as he gazed at the three armored ghosts, jaws dropping and pupils constricting.

All along, he had thought to be the only one playing them. Yet, Esi shook his beliefs with her lineup. Worst, thunder strikes deafened his mind with each second passing watching them. Not because of their appearance or the terror they inspired but because they were sane!

His fingers clenched in an uncontrollable, trembling fist.

He had interacted with Ossian, the soul reaper captain, Durgrim, and even Nova. They were all honest individuals who earned his respect.

His mouth closed and his bony teeth cracked as his eyes burned.

Yet, she dared to hunt their species when evil ghosts sewed terror and levelled villages until a mage battalion killed them?

"Why?"

His voice, a cracking murmur, resounded.

"WHY?!"

A guttural roar, coming from his guts and channelling all his outrage, echoed, silencing the crowd.