It was only momentary.
But in that brief moment of time that Duke Adramalech laid eyes on the figure standing in the middle of the room, he suddenly felt an ominous chill run down his body.
This…
While it came and went as fast as it came, it had a profound impact on him, causing his guard to rise right away.
A nervous grin spread across his face as he examined him closely.
'White hair, blue eyes…human?'
Duke Adramalech's eyes widened at that moment. He then opened his mouth calmly.
"…You're white death."
His white hair, the fact that the events unfolded near the Pride clan's border, and his human status...
Duke Adramalech instantly came to this conclusion.
He was White Death.
Upon coming to this realization, his mind started to race as he also thought of something else.
"…If you're really white death, then everything makes sense."
