Ebon Akrest was still seated at his desk. It might seem like only a short while had passed, but in reality, he had been there for an entire day. Throughout that time, he had been lost in deep thought, even pushing away his meals despite feeling hunger.
There were several major issues at hand. Aside from the need to expel the demonic energy that had infiltrated his body, the most terrifying fact was that Bloodshadow Pavilion had been nearly destroyed.
Of course, the organization itself still remained. Not all Bloodshadow Pavilion warriors had been massacred. However, both Kieran, the Vice Lord, and Ezekiel the Bloodshadow Pavilion Lord, had perished.
"...And even the Dark Emperor."
The one who had once been called the Dark Sovereign before the Sword Sovereign arose. A master of the Peak Realm, capable of assassination even at such heights... And yet, he had died at the hands of the Everstone Clan.
It was an outcome no one had expected.
