Chapter 174: 174: Champion In The Apocalypse

Cole wouldn't admit it, but it almost seemed as if he was in some sort of western flick, the look the Dremonai sent his way was enough to make most men shiver and shit their pants. If you look at them a little closer it is obvious that they fall under a lot of the weird spectrum. Never the less after the call for a champion was made, Cole stepped forwards, placing a hand on Irma's shoulders and then tapping her a few times. She took a deep breath and took a step back as Cole clapped his hands before speaking, his voice still masked by his mask and making him sound ominous.