章 834: Power

Prince Desmond turned to look at Khan, wanting to see his reaction. However, the seat was empty. Khan had disappeared, and the Prince had to inspect the other guests' eyes to understand where he had gone.

Khan materialized among the soldiers, and his appearance made them step away. The troops let go of Ambassador Abores, who fell to the floor. The man voiced a painful grunt but remained on the metal surface, unable to stand up.

Ambassador Abores' state was awful. Bruises covered his bloated face, and his blonde hair was almost as messy as his torn and ragged military uniform. Khan's gaze also pierced those clothes, noticing more injuries on the rest of his body.

No injury was fatal or permanent. Ambassador Abores would probably fully recover in a couple of weeks of complete rest. Yet, he had been beaten up pretty badly, leaving him half-unconscious.