Chapter 82 - Banquet - V
Kargath strode through the hall with heavy, deliberate steps, each footfall echoing like thunder. His wild aura intensified with every movement, pressing down on the surroundings like an approaching storm.
The guests couldn't withstand the overwhelming weight of his presence. Some spat blood, others collapsed to their knees, unable to remain standing. The air grew thick, nearly suffocating, as the sound of shattering glassware echoed through the hall.
His predatory gaze never left Glenn. With each step, the oppressive aura around him intensified, as if the very air bent to his will.
Glenn felt that crushing pressure like a mountain on his shoulders. His wineglass, previously held firm, shattered unnoticed in his grip, shards falling to the floor as liquid dripped between his fingers. His bloodshot eyes remained locked on Kargath, refusing to look away. The pressure was unbearable, as if his body might implode at any moment, yet something within him refused to yield.
Then, like lightning striking his mind, he remembered. Remembered the towering presence he'd faced before Selene, that overwhelming energy he'd endured before.
'Compared to that, this is nothing!'
The memory ignited an inner fire, a resilience he hadn't known he possessed. His internal energy exploded outward as if breaking through a barrier, and he stood taller, weathering Kargath's aura with fierce determination.
The hall seemed to disappear around them. Only Glenn and Kargath remained, locked in a silent battle of wills.
Suddenly, the pressure vanished from the room, drawing relieved gasps from the crowd. Everyone realized Kargath had concentrated that wild aura onto a single point.
The air crackled with tension, electrified like the moment before an explosion. Glenn's body trembled, muscles burning, yet he held firm. His bloodshot eyes now glowed gold, reflecting the energy surging within him.
Kargath stopped just steps away, his towering frame looking down at Glenn like an adult observing a child, his mad grin widening.