Squelch….
Thud x2….
Two heads simultaneously dropped to the ground. The Duchess stared in disbelief, her brain unable to register that both of her precious sons had died just like that. But the most twisted expression perhaps appeared on the face of the Duke, he roared like a wounded Lion, "YOU DAREEEEE?????"
But a monstrous killing intent filled with a trace of demonic energy landed on the Duke, coming from Gareth himself. Under the threat of that primal killing intent, all rage inside the duke vanished, replaced by the purest form of dread.
Zena, without giving a fuck about any of that, went closer to the Duchess, dragging her away. Meanwhile, the duke was unable to do anything. Seeing the cold, inhumane eyes of the unknown and monstrously powerful guard of the Crown Prince.
