Damon's forces rushed into the city, running past his lonely figure and walking toward into the city in silence. He has already given his soldiers the chance they need to take charge of the gates and the northern region of Linchester.
Within the chaos, he casually strolled in a direction with a cold look on his face. Flames of chaos and destruction burnt brightly behind him but he keep moving regardless until he vanished from sight.
Damon took a sharp turn into an alleyway with his hands hidden within his sleeves. The normal Cecile wouldn't wear such clothes but Damon felt more comfortable in something like this.
He walked through the lonely streets at night and a cruel smile appeared on his face. His eyes shot toward a certain direction and a cold look rang in his eyes.
"You wouldn't dare!" Damon sneered cruelly as an immense killing light shot into his eyes.
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