Capítulo 257: 257. The Silent Hunt (3)

Benedict was at a loss for words when he heard me. I let my Dragon's Presence whip around the room, the energy crackling in the air like a storm barely contained, not even bothering to conceal my intentions. His fear was palpable, rolling off him in waves as he pressed himself against the door, eyes darting for any means of escape.

"Wh-Why... Who sent you?" he stammered, voice shaky but defiant. "The nobles! They sent you, didn't they?! How dare you! This is the Holy Temple of the Saintess and the Dragons!"

I tilted my head, amused by his desperate attempts to grasp at straws. "I wasn't sent by anyone, Benedict." My voice was calm, controlled. The way his eyes widened at my tone was almost satisfying.

His hand fumbled with the doorknob, twisting it frantically. When that failed, he pounded on the wood with both fists, the sound echoing hollowly in the empty hallway.