The crowd erupted into chaos, scattering in all directions like a swarm of ants whose lair had been mercilessly crushed. As they witnessed the gruesome scene, their eyes were drawn to Valtarian's unsettling appearance. His pale skin seemed to glow in the light, while his white hair and piercing blue eyes made him appear otherworldly. Despite his human-like features, people instinctively sensed that he was not of this world.
The blood on Valtarian's hands resembled hard, red paint, and he grinned menacingly as he reveled in the tense atmosphere surrounding him.
"I'm sorry," he said, his voice dripping with insincerity, "but I cannot permit you all to live now that you have beheld my face."
