Chapter 275: She. Is. My. Wife!!
"Avelina!" Draven immediately moved to approach her and stop her, but the sudden movements of the crowd who joined Avelina and began to dance in synchronization with her—both men and women, had him come to a stop.
His first conclusion was that whoever was doing it was able to affect Avelina first because she was the weakest amongst everyone in the hall considering she was human. After her were the musicians, then the crowds.
This meant that the ones to come next were...
Draven quickly whipped his head and glanced at his brothers and parents, who began to move down the stairs to the dance floor. They joined the crowd and began to dance in synchronization. Their eyes were devoid of even a single drop of emotion. They appeared lifeless.
The way they danced, it felt as though they were dancing in jubilee over Natasha’s death.
"Who is doing this?" Draven questioned, glancing around rapidly. "Show yourself!!" His teeth were gritted, hinting at his anger.
Seated within the crowd, a figure was clad in a black cloak. He was sitting with his legs crossed and his hand supporting his tilted head. He was watching the show with amusement, enjoying every bit of the dance.
He turned his head, fixating his attention on Draven, whose eyes met his at the same time. They stared intently at each other, and the unknown man suddenly smirked in a dangerous manner.
This caused Draven to vigilantly blink his eyes. He could feel his hands starting to get sweaty. The pressure he could feel from just holding eye contact with this man was something he had never felt before.