Jorg sneered.

He looked down to see Aria curled up from fear and reached out to pick her up before flinging her outside the room as if she were a ball.

"Go!" he barked. "Gather everyone around the residence here. I might even spare your lives if I'm in a good mood, but if you run..."

Eron panicked as Jorg's black machete inched toward him, and he promptly yelled at Aria, "Go! Do what Mr. Zayas said. Tell everyone it's my order! Just go!"

However, just as Aria pushed herself off the ground, she saw Gorde's decapitated body just beside her.

She promptly started yelling and fleeing like mad.

Eron almost suffered a stroke right then. "Dumb bitch!"

"Are you really running?"

saw what

vigor instantly, launched into the distance and shattering Aria's

her shoulders that were now a bloody pulp before collapsing on the

"Go on,

without another word, yelling as he ran down the hallway, "Everyone!

in approval at Shane's tactfulness, while Eron stared fixedly

met your high elder just days ago—he promised that once

"Frank Lawrence?"

clearly did not even recognize the name as he chuckled coolly. "Cut the crap, Eron White.

knuckles. "Then at least call your high elder to check! Someone could be impersonating him and giving you those orders—wouldn't you be punished if you killed me by mistake? My daughter is

moment of doubt as Eron tirelessly pleaded his

his daughter really going to marry

of Maron—if the brat really lost his woman because of Jorg, he would pursue

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