'T-that's?!'
Viscount stood frozen, his gaze locked onto the symbol emblazoned on the head of the monstrous figure before him.
The sight sent tremors through his body, for he recognized that emblem—it belonged to none other than those who wielded the utmost power in the entire human realm.
Just as he was about to delve deeper into this unsettling realization, he was jolted back to the present by a familiar voice.
"Hey, don't tell me, were you the one?"
As the voice pierced through his thoughts, he lowered his eyes, meeting the cold stare of his son.
Three children stood near the lifeless body of the monster, one of them his daughter and another the son of Count Vinlig.
The icy tension radiated from his son, who stood protectively beside his sister, while the calmness of Count Vinlig's son, despite the chaos unfolding around them, was striking.
