Without looking back, Noah started walking. "If you want to see the people who are responsible for your misery pay, you will come with me."
Dragging the elven queen through the air under the shocked eyes of everyone else, Noah stopped in the middle of the room where everyone else was gathered.
Pausing, he looked over his shoulder; his eyes, cold and devoid of emotion, matched the queen's empty gaze as she said,
"Because I will rain hell open on this place, believe it."
The elves looked at Noah with gaping mouths; they could not believe what they had just heard.
A mere Golden Core Cultivator was threatening to destroy a force that took down their great empire.
Blessing of the world tree or not, they could not help but doubt his words.
But the queen… She was different.
She saw something in his eyes, something the others could not see. She saw the hatred and pain that was so deep that even hers seemed to have paled in comparison.
