At that moment, all the Fiends in the first-floor hall bowed respectfully to the man.
"Lord Blake."
Garen followed everyone's gaze.
"Hm? It's him."
Blake completely ignored everyone else. The moment he saw Garen looking his way, he hurried over to him.
Everyone watched in shock.
Blake placed an arm across his chest and bowed.
"My lord."
Even though they were inside the city, Blake didn't dare show Garen the slightest disrespect. He remembered how Garen had casually killed Bulong, a man of equal rank, with a single slash.
This was Blake, the Six-Star Fiend who had been summoned by Bulong during the battle at the Long Ridge Tribe.
After escaping back to Starfire City following the battle, he had grown worried, afraid that Garen would seek revenge.
Offending a Seven-Star Fiend near Starfire City was enough to leave even him trembling with fear.
Just moments ago, unable to put his mind at ease, Blake had finally found information about Garen on the third floor of Fiend Castle.
"A core member of the White Tiger Clan of the Four Divine Beasts Clan."
He had heard of the Four Divine Beasts Clan long ago, but most of its core members lived on Bloodridge Continent. He had never actually met one, so he hadn't recognized Garen's White Tiger Transformation.
Even if the Four Divine Beasts Clan had fallen on hard times, a lean camel was still bigger than a horse. A mere Six-Star Fiend like him would be no more than a slightly larger ant in the face of such a mighty force.
And leaving the clan's power aside, if he ran into Garen alone in the wilderness, he would have no chance of survival.
The instant Garen looked his way, Blake had felt as though an ancient beast had fixed its