867 Even Me

Elena's words weren't very loud, and there were howling cold winds all around, but who here wasn't an expert? Hearing what she said was all too easy for them, especially since she made no attempt to hide her tone. 

It was clear that she had quite some confidence. As for where it came from, maybe only Mistress Holy Wing who narrowed her eyes almost as soon as she appeared, knew aside from Elena herself. 

Many frowned, especially those who claimed themselves to be the enemies of Ryu. It felt like watching food being snatched right out of their mouths. 

Ryu rose his head, his gaze meeting Elena's. 

At that moment, being looked down upon by Ryu, Elena felt her heart almost leave her chest. There was such a dense oppression and rage within, the kind he seemed to have been curating for countless millennia. Each strand of darkness seemed to have been refined to an extreme.