"Will I?" Theron asked with a smile that was almost sweet.
BOOM.
An elder with hair dancing with whites and greys appeared, his body a controlled mass of power.
On a single shoulder, he wore a pauldron that looked carved from white steel. It was strapped to his body with a belt of blue, a saber hanging from a sheath attached to his body via the same method.
He looked like a true warrior, and his aura was even more daunting.
An Ascended Cloud Realm expert, to be sure.
This was a cultivation realm only the Patriarchs and Matriarchs of the various powers here could reach, with very few exceptions. But all of a sudden, a random elder had appeared with this much power.
"What is going on here?"
The voice sounded questioning, but the wave of power that threatened to crush Theron where he crouched was undeniable. It seemed he didn't care very much about hearing the answer.
Theron, though, only sneered.
"I received a personal message from Elder Lyrah just yesterday."
