Bab 585: Just Maybe...

Dyon's heart beat wildly. He couldn't understand what was happening to him.

It felt as though everything in his world was crumbling.

His knees that he had long since lost control of due to Patriarch Ragnor's influence began trembling violently. Waves of tremors tore through his soul, threatening to separate it from his body. Even his eyes turned a blood red color, struggling against his instinct to drop everything and run, even if it meant his death.

Fear.

That's what Dyon was feeling. An emotion he couldn't remember ever experiencing in his life. This was the first time Dyon felt a pressure that surpassed his own father's by so much that his veil of arrogance and disdain for the world was completely torn from him.