Arthur was the man who had once stood at the pinnacle of power alongside the Emperor. As the leader of the strongest faction, he represented the resilience and determination of humanity. A role model whose morals countless humans across the ages had sought to emulate and whose achievements they had strived to reach.
Now, that legendary figure was no more. Thick spiritual energy began to emit from his backstabbed body as his tale was brought to an abrupt end.
Michael and his squad held their breath momentarily, their attention shifting from the corpse to the two sisters who had just betrayed their King.
"GRANDFATHER!"
A desperate scream tore from Victoria's throat. Even though the discharge of spiritual energy was undeniable proof of Arthur's death, she wanted to deny reality.
She wasn't supposed to part with her grandpa so abruptly! There were so many things they were supposed to share with each other!
