The Man’s Decree

Observing Hamish’s departure, the crowd was now on edge, eager to flee.

“Old Mr. Giuvali, I’ll stay behind to buy time for everyone. You should escape,” Jared insisted to Misho.

“You?” Misho fixed his gaze on Jared. “With your abilities, you’d be consumed in the blink of an eye. Don’t be reckless.” “Don’t worry, Old Mr. Giuvali, I have a plan.” Jared’s body surged with dragon breath as he gestured, causing it to detonate in the air. The dragon breath created a protective shield, serving as a barrier between them and the frenzied silver tigers.

Startled by the aura emanating from the dragon breath, the agitated silver tigers retreated in fear. Onlookers turned to Jared in amazement as the scene unfolded.

“Your aura is extraordinary, Jared. It can even intimidate the silver tigers!” Misho gazed at Jared in disbelief.

“I just pulled a little trick, Old Mr. Giuvali. I infused the dragon breath with a scent that demon beasts fear. That’s why they backed off. But it won’t last for long. You all should leave now. Once you’re out of this poison veil, you’ll be safe,” Jared explained to Misho.

let’s leave the poison veil

to escape alongside Misho. Although Cloud and Feenix appeared eager

that crucial moment, Jared found himself alone, confronting the onslaught

his true identity from the crowd. He had intentionally altered the

frenzied state, the silver tigers, recognizing the dragon as the king of demon beasts,

detected something unusual about the poison veil. It felt artificial, a deliberate creation rather than a natural occurrence. He surmised that it

the dragon breath slowly faded away, the silver

of shattering under their relentless

filled the air, seeping into the silver tigers. Bit by bit, the frenzied state of the

demeanor of the silver tigers