The group arrived in Rhode's study room at the top floor of the fortress. The pitch-black, solid wooden door was brimming with dignity. Sol swallowed his saliva while the Half-Demons behind him were unusually anxious. No matter what, a person who could dominated Elves, Angel, and Demon must be a terrifying presence. However, Agatha had no intentions of consoling the faraway guests. She stepped forward without turning around and knocked on the door.
"Master, the guests are here."
"Come in."
A deep voice sounded inside the room. Agatha opened the door and beckoned to the Half-Demons beside her.
We have no way out now.
Sol sucked in a deep breath. He pressed down the creases on his clothes and lifted his head with all the courage that he had mustered. He entered the room in big strides while his companions followed closely. Then, they witnessed the young man sitting in the center of the elegantly decorated room.
