Jack chortled at the boy's words and stalked towards the cage. Even though the boy tried to get away, there was only little he could do. Jack caught him and dragged him out roughly. "Let me go! Daddy loves me the most! He will come for me! Let me go!" The boy didn't stop crying. PLAK! "Shut up, you little bastard!" Jack slapped him hard out of frustration. Noah's tender cheek immediately reddened and swollen. He couldn't make another sound out of fear and cried silently. Jack indifferently pulled out one of Noah's short hands. "Just how much pain will that bastard feel when I chop off your fingers... I guess we'll just have to find out." Noah shook his head frantically and cried louder as Jack raised his knife and lowered it speedily. SLASH! Noah screamed loudly. However, it wasn't because his finger was chopped off. It was because— "Gah!" Jack let out a strangled gasp as he staggered backwards, lifting up the bloody stump of his mutilated arm. His severed wrist

Maddox laughed for some minutes before realizing something was wrong. Kian didn't look scared of his threats.Heck, the bastard was even smiling and looking calm. Has he killed so many people and has forgotten how it feels to be killed?"You... What are you smiling at? My men will soon be here! They will—"THUMP!THUMP!THUMP!Maddox was suddenly interrupted by the noise of a chopper. The lights illuminated around the dark environment, reflecting through the windows.Maddox looked around with a puzzled expression. What's going on? Kian chuckled and took a few steps backwards, his feet hammering on the floor.He gestured at a window with his bloody blade. "Why don't you look out of the window at your exceptional men?"Maddox knew at that moment that something was definitely wrong. Holding in his pain, he rushed to the nearest window with his bleeding severed arm.But as soon as he looked out, his face turned deathly pale and he froze. Outside the window, the lights from the chopper ill

Everyone in the hall felt a sense of mixed feelings. One couldn't decipher if it was fear, despair or horror. It felt like doomsday and the only question in all their hearts was, 'Is this the end?' "Are we all just going to wait here for death to come?" A member of the Gray's family questioned. Kian had promised them that on his parents' next death anniversary, he was going to make them all assemble and repent of their sins. After that, he was going to write inscriptions on his parents' tombstones with their blood. The deadline was fast approaching. It was almost time. Is this how they would all perish? "No," Thomas Sinclair slammed a palm on the desk. "I refuse to sit here and wait for my death sentence. There must be a way... There must be a way out." No matter what the problem is, there is always a solution. Although Thomas spoke resolutely, he was trembling. He was usually more calm and composed than his friend, Jonathan. But after how everything had turned out, he coul

"Just trust me," Master Caldwell laughed like he wasn't about to commit the biggest error in the world.Savannah attempted to speak again when Kian suddenly pulled her back. "It's his painting. He knows what he's doing."She was momentarily distracted and her hold on the old man loosened.SPLATTER!The old man seized the opportunity and splashed the black paint on the canvas. Savannah's eyes widened in horror and she cringed, almost wanting to cry. The painting was definitely ruined now.But something surprising happened. When master Caldwell stepped back, the couple could see clearly that instead of staining or ruining the painting, the dark liquid slid off, leaving no blemish behind."What? How is this even possible? How..." Savannah was astonished.Master Caldwell's smile only grew wider. "Not only that... Watch this."He picked up an oil paint this time and smeared it on the surface of the painting but just like before, the oil also flowed down, leaving no stain behind."Unlike ot

"Huh?" Wesley was confused. He has followed Kian for years but till date, some words the general say are like riddles. "Do you want to go fishing?" Kian wasn't offended by his slow-witted words and nodded, "Yes. I'll go human fishing." Wesley's eyes finally widened in understanding. If the general says human fishing, this means there was going to be blood. "Before, I was going to deal with the Blackwood's family in Cascadia after handling the pests in this city, but now, it seems I'll have to alter my plan. This time, I'll go after the main Sinclair's family first... What do you think?" Kian's smile widened with a hint of eeriness. Since the Gray's family planted Oscar in the gallery to keep tabs on him, those two old geezers must not have given up and still wanted to fight to the end. But he had already cut off all their means of help in Valoria Prime. So naturally, their only source of help would be to turn to Sinclair's family in Cascadia. "General, I understand what yo