Chapter 92: The Iron Nail of Destruction
Outside, the cold rain was pouring down heavily, a relentless assault from the heavens. The ghostly warhorse carried Byron along the ship's hull at breakneck speed, its hooves clattering eerily on the wet wood. Despite the thick black bony armor encasing him, Byron could still feel the howling wind biting at his exposed cheeks. The storm, brewing high above for what seemed like an eternity, had finally unleashed its full fury, a colossal demon exerting its divine might across the turbulent sea.