Drakon of The Seven Armies – Chapter 0542

Holden awoke from his trance. His face twisted as he pointed at Isaac with a trembling hand. "Kid, w-who in the world are you?"

He stood up, but the four generals on the left glared at him together.

Four invisible gusts of air slashed at Holden. He shuddered. He wobbled and fell back down, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Their looks had almost literally killed Holden.

Damien stepped forward. He smiled as he looked at the Neals. "You don't even know his identity, yet you're thirsting for his life? Well, here's a hint... On an island unknown to most, a temple safeguards Cynea's coast, as the generals assume their posts, a call from Drakon and peace upholds!"