Michael stood in stunned silence, his gaze fixed upon Cindy's portrait hanging prominently in the Serpent King's room. It depicted her in her older age, perhaps in her late twenties, a young woman filled with beauty and grace. The sight perplexed Michael, leaving him to wonder why the Serpent King would possess such a portrait.
"What the fuck?!"
"Who are you?!"
"Half Celestial!"
Lost in his thoughts, Michael momentarily forgot about the soldiers rushing into the room, their voices filled with alarm and confusion. However, their cries were abruptly silenced as Michael effortlessly raised his hand and unleashed lightning bolts from his fingertips, striking down the guards without even turning to face them.
