The silent barely lasted a few seconds before a heavy pressure which originated from the skybox, flooded the whole area.
"Aghhh!"
The various Nethereals who had less than half a body all fell to the ground while letting out pained screams, Daimon calmly observed the show while leaning against the back of his seat.
'So, unlike Ophelia this guy's power is more oriented towards his race, I guess these kinds of subordinates have to be kept with a short leash', he thought.
While the pressure exuded by the one inside the skybox wasn't weak at all, it wasn't the pressure created by one's mana, but something more akin to the intimidation caused through one's lineage.
