Haden's grip tightened around the shaft of his spear, and he turned towards the voice.
His furious gaze landed on The Remnant, who were using the body of a man wearing dark armour.
Haden knew that body very well; it was the same body that The Remnant used after losing their sanity.
He didn't know whose body it was, but the strength of that corpse alone was enough for him to guess how strong that person would've been during his living days.
The ground shook as his aura hit them, and he asked, "What have you done to my son?"
A viciously cruel grin appeared on their face, and they broke into a laughter that shook the mountains.
Fwoomf!
Ghostly purple flames flooded out of them, and they muttered, "It is of no use, descendant of war. Thou shalt gain no answers from me."
The air screamed, and the cracks appeared on the ground as Haden's aura and The Remnant's purple flame clashed with one another.
Haden stepped forward and appeared before them.
