Inside the main office where the elected official handled the management of this particular battle arena, a dense and tangible aura filled the entire room as the dwarven saint released his killing intent on the young swordsman in front of him.
Kahn who was on the receiving end of this intense and deathly aura was forced to kneel on the floor for the first time in his new life.
His veins pulsated rapidly and popped out of his face while the bones in his body felt like they'd shatter if this predicament carried on for a few more minutes.
[Stay inside! I'll handle this!!] Kahn yelled at Rudra & Blackwall, both of whom went awry inside his shadow and wanted to come out as they too felt the unshakable threat to their lives.
He himself didn't dare to use War Dominance either. Because that skill could barely make him stand pressure from a 1st stage saint. But this dwarf was a second stage, even 5 times stronger than Kahn's current max capacity.
