"Why are you shaking?" Reign asked, noticing the masked man sweating a lot.
He had only spoken the truth, but the masked man reacted as if his soul had fled his body.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't know there was a Demon Lord in this city," the masked man replied, his voice stuttering under the pressure of standing near someone who could end his life effortlessly.
The masked man, once filled with pride and arrogance, would have faced down dozens of hunters without hesitation.
Now, confronted by someone at the apex of the food chain, all his bravado evaporated, leaving him humbled.
Little did he know, Reign was still keeping his aura controlled, ensuring no one else noticed.
'Could Demon Lords be such a big deal already?' Reign pondered.
He knew he was strong, but he was still far from being the strongest .
