The Martial Unity

BANG!

Prince Randal struck his fist against a table.

His expression was murderous.

His demeanor was grave.

They had just returned to one of their secret bases, transported by their Martial Masters. He gritted his teeth as he thought back to what happened.

Even at this very moment, it was difficult to conceive that what happened had actually genuinely happened.

He didn't understand.

How could something so outlandish happen?

He was unable to conceive of a possible chain of causality that could explain how this happened.

"What happened?" He turned to his Martial Masters sternly. "Why were we unable to kill him despite the numeric advantage?"

The Martial Masters grew severe. "The Voidreaper…he was incredibly dangerous. There's a decent chance that he would have been able to kill at least two of you before we could take him down."

His words stirred Princess Ranea as she turned towards them.

A glint of suspicion flashed in her eyes. "I have never heard of any circumstance where one Master is able to deter sixteen using assassination. It was literally sixteen to two. Couldn't you have split up and ganged up on them individually separately."

The Martial Masters shook his head. "With her stealth and speed, she would effortlessly weave past us and kill all of you. Or, Rui Quarrier himself would kill you while she keeps us busy. He may not be a Master, but after the shocking performance that he displayed, it is not inconceivable that he may be able to kill you in the briefest opportunity that presents itself."

She didn't respond to his words.

qualified to

was clearly unsatisfied by such

corner of the room,

shivering with

eyes were bloodshot and

mental hospital

had not uttered a word since

if her brain was short-circuiting, trying to rationalize how an event that defied causality had unfolded. She was no different

something under

was that, Your

HIM!" She screeched with ugly bloodlust. "I'LL TEAR

calm down, Your Highness," One of her

It was in vain.

spread on her face. "Hahaha! I'm going to make

such thing," Prince

to command me, you filthy army

His eyes sharpened fiercely.

The air grew electric.

keep his cool, exercising great

You will go from being a dignified royal princess with great prestige and authority in the Kandrian government to a filthy rat trapped in a Martial Union holding

poured cold

she cared about herself more. The Martial Union imprisoning her in a shabby prison with shabby cloth for clothes and livestock feed for food was an outcome that she desperately wanted to avoid with every

sigh as he thought about the circumstances

It was beyond dire.

It was dooming.

with Rui Quarrier, and he proceeded to demolish all

life. Prince Randal had asked his Martial Masters if they could track him after