Gladius's serious face gradually changed to his usual light smile. Mariel, Zarot, and the rest of the Phantoms were trying to recover from the attack of his aura, as well as the guests from the scene they saw.
Well, Gladius's didn't attack for real, or else some Phantoms would die due to the monstrous difference in their powers. His aura only worked as a deterrent, like a fetter, and it was enough for the Phantoms to reach their limit.
"Kha... Kha... Kha..." Zarot coughed a few times, taking deep breaths and calming his mind.
'Hmm, maybe I went a bit overboard? It's been a while since I did that, not that I care about their fates though.' Gladius inwardly shrugged with a nonchalant expression on his face.
Shiver.
Suddenly, Gladius felt a shiver go through his body, short and quick. It didn't come from fear, as his body was telling him that something worthy of his attention had happened.
