"Gha..."
Hot air came out with the Old Horn's breath as his gray eyes filled with anger and turned red.
"You interrupted my sleep for some K4-Phantom? Any Lord, even a pathetic Baron, could deal with that! SHIT! I should have destroyed that artifact long ago so that shit like this would never happen!"
The Old Horn's temper was well known to those who knew him. He could fly into a rage in the blink of an eye, but he could also calm down just as quickly.
"It seems you didn't hear me. This isn't just some random K4-Phantom. It's Adam Vinter."
The Old Horn scratched behind his ear.
"Yeah... yeah, I've heard something about him. Hah, I've been waiting for him to become strong enough to fight him. But that doesn't answer my question. One wave of Liliane's hand will be enough to turn him into nothing. Why am I there?"
The woman sighed heavily.
