It was pure raw fear which surfaced in his eyes as soon as his own existence felt the weight of an eldritch's presence nearby.
Daoisto himself wasn't an eldritch entity at all.
When faced against Eryndor, whose fundamental existence stood at the peak of hierarchy, his eyes inadvertently displayed a hint of fear.
Realm nine was the final realm in all power systems. Be it for anomalies or the eight power systems.
Eldritch entities were those who stood at the peak even amongst the ninth realm.
Calm down.
Calm down.
It isn't his true form.
Daoisto mentally calmed himself as he faced Eryndor.
He threw the fire ball in his palm, this time amplified by his authority. The first one he had thrown which burned Eryndor's arm was just a basic one.
To his surprise, the fireball he had thrown swung back at him within a second.
He only managed to dodge by hair's breadth as he seriously considered the student before him.
