Davis stopped himself from flinching from the overbearing pressure that fell on him. The way he tried to take the conversation was starkly different from what had happened. He had now come all the way here to finally doing it, finally threatening the supreme powerhouse of the Burning Phoenix Ridge, and he couldn't take a step back.
Or else, the Solitary Soul Avatar was over, and Shirley would be taken hostage to curb him in check while also it could be the other way around with him holding their Burning Phoenixes hostage.
The conversation had turned into a mess, and he could only stare at Ancestor Cornelia with a stubborn and unbending gaze. At the same time, he almost caved in, feeling like his knees were going to bend from the searing pressure and aura direction at him.
