บท 494: Dent

It was just a single palm. To an outside observer, it looked every bit like the palm of a white teenager, flawless and a little feminine.

But to the one whose entire vision was currently obscured by the same palm, it was as though the palm carried along with it the weight of the world.

However, this was far from an illusion because as it suddenly flexed and closed in on his head, Sonorous felt pressure the likes of which he had never experienced before in his life.

Atticus's palm gripped Sonorous's head with such force that the hard skull bone underneath each of his fingers caved in considerably.

Since his childhood, Sonorous had always had a knack for going after things he found interesting. It could be anything —a person, thing, or artifact.

This had been the exact reason he had become friends with Gerald despite both of them being from the Resonara and Stellaris families.