There was a stunned silence that overcame the Earth region of the arena. However, it was for just a moment. In the next instant, a fiery pillar of rage suddenly erupted.

"YOU BITCH—!"

Milan, Franco, Gil and Raj all charged forward as though they had lost their minds.

Seemingly having expected this result, it was Joel, Arnold, Allan and Drake who leapt forward just a split moment afterward diving for their waists and tackling them down.

The eight immediately ended up in a furious sort of dog pile. But, compared to the warmness such a thing had carried just a day ago, there was something decidedly sad about it this time around. It only seemed to make it worse that in all the commotion of the arena due to Rychard's announcement, the commotion caused by these eight was nothing more than a drop of water into a vast ocean…

No one seemed to notice at all… No one except for Savahn and Yuri, that is.

"Let me go! I held back enough! I'm going to tear them both a new asshole!" Raj raged.

Unfortunately, the clamp Arnold had on Raj was far too strong. He could hardly move and he didn't have the heart to use his ability on his brother. In the end, he could only squirm wildly, his gaze just as red as Isac's had been just hours ago.

Roesia's eyes flickered with confusion. She didn't quite understand what was going on.

She looked toward her grandson, only to see that his eyes were closed. If she didn't know better, she would think that Leonel was having a nap.

that she pieced

her grandson's eyes, hidden beneath his coldness and indifference, this Rychard and that Aina had both

this conclusion, Roesia's gaze also lit with fury. The murderous intent coming from her rose like the tides of a tsunami, threatening to drown

Arnold, Drake and Allan all looked

own brand of humor and if there was a joke being made, there was a 90% certainty that it was coming from

hand, Joel, Arnold, Drake and

the de facto leader of the group when Leonel wasn't present. Drake had meant to be Leonel's successor after he graduated from Royal Blue. Allan had an introverted personality, so much so that he didn't even show off his excellent physique, always wearing baggy clothing. And, Arnold was a man of few words, even when he

looked toward Leonel

long as Leonel gave the signal, no matter how high the odds were stacked against them, no matter how subtle such a signal was, they would immediately release Raj, Milan, Gil and Franco. In fact, not only would they release them, but they would be right along side them, charging

slight against Leonel was a slight against them. They had been there before Leonel met Aina. They

interest in any other woman. His admirers could have wrapped around

of Leonel. Even when she revealed herself to be a world toppling beauty, she left soon after, leaving a bad taste in all of their mouths. Now, they felt that things had gone too far. They found it difficult even to control themselves at

closed, his face the picture of

balance standing before

upon it silently, going through

his mind felt extremely clear. His reflection on these memories made him feel as though he

realized he liked her, the first time

Fort, his rage fueled tirade against the Puppet Master… Those final moments of

to move a man to tears… Somehow, though, to Leonel, it felt like he was watching the

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