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?"

Jorg saw what Aria was

into pure vigor instantly, launched into

that were now a bloody pulp before collapsing

Shane. "Go on, boy, or it'd be worse for

down the hallway, "Everyone!

nodded in approval at Shane's tactfulness, while

better crying. "M-Mr. Zayas. So what have we done to warrant this? I've even met your high elder just

"Frank Lawrence?"

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

your high elder to check! Someone could be impersonating him and giving you those orders—wouldn't you

a moment of doubt as Eron tirelessly pleaded

his daughter really going to

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

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