King Killian dismissed the Omega, and then he stormed over to the living room, where he met the old witch. She wore black from head to toe and looked very mysterious. She had a powerful aura as well but the aura quickly died down when King Killian reached her side.
"How dare you?!" King Killian growled as he wrapped his arm around her neck, casually lifting her up to the ground. His eyes were red with anger, and the veins on his forehand and arms became so visible that one would fear it would pop out.
Gareth stayed behind, silently watching the scene unfold.
The witch's eyes brimmed with tears as she struggled to get out of King Killian's grasp but it was no use, he was too strong. "P-please…I came to help." She choked out, already losing her breath.
"You came to help?!" King Killian snapped, his hold tightened further and Beta Gareth gasped. If the King went any further, he could rip out the witch's head.
