"Tell me, what exactly happened to Entrode!"
"Don't try to deceive me, you despicable Griedian!"
The Pathfinder's attempts to calm him were utterly useless, for even though he was completely overpowered by Ronald, Edward struggled desperately to get news of the outside.
All sense of elegance and dignity had vanished from the man.
His eyes were red and crazed as he flailed his arms awkwardly once more, even his joints had twisted somewhat.
Whoosh—
Under Edward's movements,
the desk beside him immediately flew up and smashed towards Ronald's head. With peripheral vision, Ronald could even see the sharp nails sticking out from the side of the table.
Crack—
The desk shattered instantly, and Ronald did not move an inch.
Edward, pinned beneath Ronald, finally regained a bit of clarity at that moment.
He knew best the force behind his own attack.
