บท 51: A Deal With Power

Mr. Halen leaned back in his chair, his eyes twinkling with curiosity and amusement. "So, Lena, what brings you here this time?" he asked, his voice calm and polite. Then, he gestured toward Ethan, his tone as mild as before. "And, if I may ask, who is this young man you've brought?"

The way Mr. Halen spoke, with such politeness, made Ethan feel oddly uncomfortable. Despite the old man's gentle demeanor, Ethan's Heightened Senses picked up something far more dangerous beneath the surface.

It was as though every word Mr. Halen spoke carried a weight, a subtle reminder of the power he wielded just beneath his calm exterior.

Ethan felt his pulse quicken, and a bead of sweat formed at his temple. 'How can someone like him feel so deadly?' he wondered.

Despite Mr. Halen's harmless appearance, the aura radiating from him was suffocating, a constant reminder of the gap in strength between them.