Chapter 128: The Fixer Exam: Is This Really Okay? (3)
The mayor of Nightheaven, Tempest, was an elderly man with a firm and resolute appearance.
The term "iron man" seemed to fit him better than any other description.
His face carried an air of solemnity that suggested no blood would spill even if you pricked it with a needle.
From a distance, his height seemed to be in the late 170s.
With his snow-white hair and muscles that peeked out from under his suit, he looked like a white tiger.
However, considering that enhanced humans or non-humans could easily surpass 2 meters,
at first glance, his physical body didn't seem as impressive as his fame suggested.
But that was truly a foolish thought.
His appearance was merely the result of magic that disguised his true form.
Hidden beneath the seemingly ordinary facade was a beast that could split the ocean itself.
‘...The level of life itself is on a different scale. Just being in the same space makes me shiver uncontrollably.’
Tempest probably had no intention of truly intimidating anyone.