Boom!
Crack!
A fierce aura surged around Ghislain, radiating outward with overwhelming force. The sheer pressure shattered the stone floor beneath his feet.
Several knights and soldiers scrambled to pursue him, but the moment they stepped into the grand hall, they faltered.
"Urgh…"
"W-What is this…?"
They clutched at their throats, gasping for air, struggling to keep their focus on Ghislain. Even breathing in this space had become an ordeal. The sheer intensity of his presence was suffocating.
Oh shit he might be creating the adversary. Or the adversary is kyle.