Grim stands a few paces away, his ears catching the name "Heng Huan" as the four sect masters discuss the ill-fated lieutenant of the Emberfall Kingdom. His eyes flash with recognition, and without a moment's hesitation, he strides toward the group, his presence unmistakable and commanding.
"You four," Grim's voice cuts through the tense air like a blade, cold and sharp. "Did you just mention a lieutenant from the Emberfall Kingdom?"
The sect masters turn toward him, their brows furrowed in annoyance at the interruption. Jian Wuyi, the Sect Master of the Radiant Sun Sect, is the first to step forward, his aura flaring with anger. "Who dares—"
