A couple of minutes passed.
Kanna remained seated beside Lucian, her posture still graceful and composed as ever, if not for the subtle nervousness creeping into her demeanour, which was completely hidden beneath her emotionless expression.
Lucian glanced at her from the corner of his eye, a faint look of amusement appearing on his face, and somehow… that only made Kanna even more tense.
Meanwhile, the muffled screams from the injured man continued. His body was trembling, and he was almost on the verge of losing consciousness from the pain.
His companions, however… didn't seem particularly concerned about him, as they were far more worried about themselves, and nobody wanted to become the next person lying on the floor with a twisted arm.
"They're not running away, are they?"
Lucian suddenly muttered, irritation laced into his words, and the temperature around him began to rise as his gaze settled on the Boss.
