The Stormlord.
He was a pillar of raw pressure wrapped in black and cobalt. No ornaments, no golden outfit. Just a dark armor that billowed unnaturally, crackling with caged lightning.
Quinlan's eyes narrowed.
He recognized the man immediately. After all, it was their third time meeting the man, though he only saw him for the second time. Technically, it was only Blossom who met him three times, and, well, Iris a million times.
Their first encounter was at the outpost where Rosie's biological parent had been found, then again at the grand auction guarding Felicity. Back then, he hadn't understood just how high up the man stood on the pecking order of the entire continent, not just the order he was in.
But after learning more about the Iskaris continent and its food pyramid, they all knew it painfully well.
The man was over level 70.
One of the strongest people on the continent.
