Vlad took three hours to wash away the accumulated exhaustion from crafting the last three Runic Sets before opening the door to the rune laboratory. "Clasius, come inside."
The Royal Guard immediately marched into the laboratory, his eyes sharp as he bowed to Vlad. Like his companions, Clasius's appearance had changed due to the power of the demonic soul flowing through his body and soul dimension.
The first time Clasius appeared on Vlad's radar, he was a typical musclehead—bald and with a large, bulky frame. Yet now, his physique was much more slender, his muscles extremely well-proportioned, and radiant silver hair covered his head. His entire aura was that of a seasoned leader of soldiers, ready to march into the flames of war without hesitation or doubt.
"Get on the table," Vlad instructed.
