CHAPTER 914
Bang—!
The massive double doors swung wide open, allowing the afternoon light from the corridor to filter into the hall, revealing a gruesome sight.
One of the guards previously positioned outside was desperately dragging his mangled body across the floor.
His torso was nearly gone, shredded by some unseen force.
A look of frantic determination gripped his features as he stared into the room, gasping out a final warning:
"Lord Bale, there's an intr—"
His voice cut off abruptly, his eyes bulging as he spotted the intruder already standing in the center of the chamber.
And drinking?
Whooosh—!
Something invisible blurred through the air at a blazing speed, slamming into the guard's skull with clinical precision.
It penetrated through the bone instantly, leaving a clean hole in his head.
He collapsed to the ground with a final, hollow thud as the blood from the massacre outside began to wash into the room like a dark, rising stream.
