Nathan’s face darkened as he walked in further, his eyes hard with fury. There, lying on a worn cot in the center of the room, Natalia was barely conscious—her hair disheveled, her skin pale, and blood still seeping from a fresh wound. She had collapsed and vomited blood earlier, the brutal impact of Frank’s slap leaving her shattered. When she managed to lift her head, her gaze met Nathan’s. Her eyes couldn't hide her disbelief as another spurt of blood escaped her lips.Nathan’s brows furrowed, and anger surged through him as he laid his eyes on Natalia. His voice, low and seething with contempt, sliced through the silence. “How dare you?” he sneered, his tone echoing his unbridled rage.Across the room, Frank and his cronies stared in shock. Their eyes widened, and Kacper muttered under his breath, “How did this twerp track us down?” as he stepped back, his voice trembling with creeping fear.Frank, however, did not flinch. Instead, his expression contorted into something monstro

Frank’s face contorted in sheer agony as flames erupted over his arms. The searing pain was immediate and merciless. His screams pierced the room, raw and unfiltered, as he staggered backward, flailing in a desperate attempt to douse the unholy fire consuming his flesh. His once-proud stature crumbled, and terror painted his face in stark detail.Nathan wasted no time. In a flash, he closed the distance between them, his movements swift and lethal. Before Frank could react, a strong hand slammed against his chest. The touch alone sent an unbearable force surging through his body.Frank's cries grew shriller, his agony unbearable as his veins ignited from the inside. His eyes widened in horror as the blood in his body boiled, his veins rupturing with violent force. Blood spewed from his mouth, nose, and ears in torrents, his body convulsing violently. Then, with a final, gut-wrenching shriek, he collapsed onto the ground, lifeless. His twisted, burned corpse lay still, his demise absol