A second late and the Man's neck would have been sliced off. The death filled fingers were just centimeters away from his neck, the man sighed in relief.
"You said what?!"
"I said she is marked, the Fenilynx had seen the mark on her neck that was why it attacked her...but that's not all, the mark was masked with Demon energy"
The atmosphere in the hall became heavier than it had ever been, suffocating and menacing, death and chaos accompanied the the murderous intent that had solidified to form black clouds. The bearer of this terrifying aura stood there looking no less than the grim reaper, ready to pluck people's souls, but he looked like one who would destroy their soul instead of sending it to the path of rebirth.
Alteazor stayed in this terrifying aura for a few minutes but then everything disappeared like it was never there, the atmosphere gained back it's tranquility with only his roaring laughter to disrupt the quiet.
