Villain Ch 1838. One Person Who Had Beaten Them All
Arcana shouted, trying to cover him. Alex was still pinned against the wall, coughing blood, desperately healing himself through cracked ribs. Elio pressed the assault, blades flashing in fury.
And Azura—Azura stood frozen, blades trembling. Watching Allen laugh, watching him carve through her allies like they were training dummies.
Her chest burned. Her heart screamed.
Because even now—every time his gaze flicked toward her, every time he smirked mid-swing—
She knew he wasn't just playing with them.
He was still dancing with her.
And the torture wasn't that he spared her.
The torture was that she didn't want him to stop.
