Chapter 434 The Seventh Elder Of Darkspawn

• “You...” Horace stared at Finneas, his face a mix of disbelief and uncertainty. He struggled fiercely, desperate to break free. But no matter how hard he tried, his efforts sank like a stone in water, leaving not even the slightest ripple.
• Earlier, when he'd witnessed the deaths of Montague and Bartram, he had felt nothing but disdain. He had thought they were simply seeking fame. Even if Finneas was incredibly powerful, as a Void Phase expert, they should have been able to fight back, right?
• But now, it was his turn.