Chapter 6793 A Member of the Silvermoon Family
- Damian slowly braced himself against the ground and struggled to his feet. His legs felt weak and would not stop trembling. Every meridian ached and throbbed, more than half of his origin divine power was gone, and his injuries were severe.
- Even so, he gritted his teeth, straightened his back, and preserved the final remnant of an island lord's dignity.
- He mechanically brushed the thick dust and stone fragments from his golden robe. The stiff, measured motions came from long habit. Even reduced to utter defeat and humiliation, he could not cast aside the self-possession engraved into his bones.