Following the second implosion, an event that saw me and everything five meters around me painted red, unnatural silence filled the room.
A few heads turned, staring at Grace and me in amazement, while others looked toward the true perpetrator of the event.
My eyes shifted toward her, and my right hand, wielding my most devastating weapon, turned toward her.
In the presence of people whom I could not even see myself allying with anytime in the future, I had wanted to keep my capabilities close to heart. Something like my inventory, which both Mike and Bettany had hungered after, wasn't something I wanted to reveal, but now I had been forced to reveal it. Though my initial target had been wiped out, my entire being thrummed with the desire to end her mistress.
"Mr Lawson, before you do anything, please be aware that self-defense in all its forms is totally accepted."
"She tried to kill me, are you also going to deny this?" I shifted my gaze to Mongraty.
