Third pov

Almost immediately, the air thickened, suffocating, the casual atmosphere from a moment ago vanished completely.

Everyone’s eyes widened, their hearts dropping to the pit of their stomachs as they stared at Verek, the man they all feared.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

The sound of knees hitting the floor echoed through the throne room. The Red Succubi, the Blue-Haired Slayer, the Shadow, all dangerous, all feared, fell to one knee at the same time before the man standing at the ...