Eldric dismissed Demontae's threats as insignificant as buzzing gnats. His resolve hardened like tempered steel—today, he would pummel that arrogant young master until the man learned true humility through pain.
The moment Eldric spoke, Demontae's face turned ashen, his legs trembling like reeds in a tempest. Ice-cold terror seeped into his bones as realization dawned.
He'd wielded his family name like a shield, expecting at least hesitation. Instead, his words backfired spectacularly, igniting Eldric's wrath like qi flames dancing higher with each breath.
This wasn't merely unfortunate—it was catastrophic. The kind ending with him groveling in the dirt, broken beyond recognition.
Demontae's stomach twisted. For the first time, genuine fear choked him. No escape. No reprieve. Only Eldr
