A middle-aged man with long black hair stepped out of the sea of lightning.
He wore armor that seemed to be created from lightning, composed of various colors.
His eyes were sharp like those of an eagle, giving the impression like he could kill people with just his gaze from millions of kilometers away.
When he appeared, people found that even breathing became extremely difficult.
The air became very heavy, almost like it was frozen.
Actually he was not alone, there were two other middle-aged men following slightly behind him.
They also exuded a peerless aura, but their existence became less conspicuous due to the presence of the man in front of them.
With a single step, the three of them appeared not far from Ciel and the Elf Queen.
The last one pulled Ciel back, like she wanted to protect him.
Of course, if she moved, she could easily render the three men helpless, running around like frightened dogs.
