The moment Michael recognized the face, a terrifying aura erupted from his body.
BOOM.
The desk beneath him exploded instantly into splinters. The entire office trembled violently.
No.
It was not only the office. The entire manor shook.
Walls cracked. Windows shattered. An invisible pressure descended like the wrath of a monstrous beast awakening from slumber.
Outside the office, several maids suddenly collapsed to the floor with screams. Guards standing patrol felt their knees buckle violently beneath them. Workers throughout the manor froze in terror.
It felt as though the air itself had become solid. Breathing became difficult.
Some weaker servants rolled their eyes backward and fainted on the spot, foam gathering at the corners of their mouths. Others remained barely conscious, desperately clutching at their throats while gasping for air.
The knight captain directly facing Michael suffered the worst.
The man crashed heavily onto one knee.
Crack.
