Zabdel was feeling an emotion that he hadn't experienced in so long—FEAR!
He gulped nervously and stepped back as the terrifying being approached. Sweat dripped from his body as his instincts went into overdrive.
An Adventurer was expected to be brave and daring—and while Zabdel was more conservative in his approach—he was still the Vice Guildmaster, one who represented that ideal.
For someone of his caliber to break down before a fellow human being... it was shameful of him.
However, there was no one who could blame him.
'Scary... he's too scary!'
Fortunately, Zabdel's frightened state did not last long.
"Ah... apologies." The menacing man spoke up, pausing for a moment.
He noticed Zabdel's current condition, despite how hard the latter tried to hide it—as expected of someone with deep insight.
"It seems merely using this is too much for even you." The overwhelmingly powerful man caused his aura to dissipate while whispering kindly.
