Unlike Lady of Pain, who hovered with her feet off the ground, clad in an archaic black robe, her face completely concealed by a mask, with more than a dozen hiltless blades silently suspended behind her in a certain pattern, exuding an air of mystery.
The unknown male lifeform accompanying Lady of Pain.
Made no attempt whatsoever to conceal his existence.
His appearance resembled that of a human, yet bore all manner of striking inhuman traits.
Even the mage, a resident of Sigil City, a major spatial transit hub, who had always considered himself well-traveled and knowledgeable, could not identify the other party's race.
However.
Those were trivial matters.
More importantly, there was a strange temperament—or perhaps aura—about him.
It made those around him instinctively focus their attention on him.
It felt as though the entire world moved along with him.
As though wherever he stood was the center of the world.
As if countless spotlights had been cast upon him!
A favored child of heaven?
A living saint?
No matter how the mage racked his brains, he could not find suitable words to describe that feeling surrounding the other party.
And that flawless appearance, an appearance no mortal could possibly possess, clearly conveyed one simple meaning.
Invincible under heaven!
Even without any exchange.
The moment he saw him.
The mage understood that the other party's calm expression seemed to be covered in those very words.
Arrogant and flamboyant!
Incomparably arrogant and flamboyant!!
It made the mage unconsciously reveal a trace of fear.
He did not quite dare look directly at the other party.
Instinctively, he feared that his gaze might offend the other party's very existence.
Only after quite a while, after casting a calming spell on himself, did he recover.
At the same time.
He quickly sensed something