Chapter 384: [382] Power Revealed
August's indifferent expression, as he lounged without a care, seemed to ignite Seryu's fury. Justice was her life's pursuit, her unwavering faith. The very idea of anyone mocking or disregarding it filled her with anger.
Yet, it was precisely August's nonchalant attitude that enraged her the most. For all her righteous fervor, she couldn't help but feel powerless in the face of his dismissiveness. Even Koro, her loyal Teigu, seemed unnervingly subdued. Usually quick to lash out at threats, Koro instead shrank back, his instinctual fear of August overriding his usual aggression.
Dr. Stylish, observing this from the side, noted the odd behavior with fascination. "For a biological-type Teigu to show such fear... Who is this man?" he mused. August didn't look particularly imposing; his sharp features and calm demeanor betrayed no obvious danger. Yet, the reactions of those around him—especially figures like Esdeath and her Three Beasts—made it clear he was anything but ordinary.
Standing, August stretched lazily. He seemed bored, detached from the tension in the room. "I'm heading back," he announced. He had little interest in these petty dramas and was far more focused on regaining his full strength. Being in a weakened state grated on him, and he loathed the lingering sense of limitation.
"Where do you think you're going?" Seryu demanded, her tone sharp and accusatory. "We're not finished talking!"
August's gaze shifted to her, cool and piercing. "Little girl, learn your limits."
In that instant, an overwhelming aura crashed down upon the room. The pressure was suffocating, a manifestation of pure dominance. Seryu's legs buckled, and she collapsed to the ground. Her Teigu, Koro, rushed to her side, whimpering as if struck by an unseen force.
To the others in the room, the source of the oppression was imperceptible. This wasn't a physical force or even a display of killing intent; it was a direct assault on the soul.
Dr. Stylish's curiosity only deepened. Though he couldn't fully grasp what had happened, Seryu's reaction—her trembling form and tear-streaked face—was evidence enough of the power August wielded. "Fascinating," Stylish muttered under his breath.