"AAAARRGGHHH…!"
A painful scream echoed following the swing of his sword that struck the assailant's arm. All eyes immediately averted from the gruesome scene except those who were used to witness such cruelty.
Clyde lifted his sword that had bathed itself on someone else's blood, then kicked away the arm he had just harvested.
Vincent and Lucas were the only ones who watched the whole scene without flinching. But the frown between their crumpled brows couldn't lie when they ran into each other's gaze.
This was the first time Clyde spilled blood using his sacred sword.
The same sword he pledged his oath with as the legitimate heir of the Alpha empire...
The same sword that should have lived true to its vow to kill Enigmas...