"Brother!" Lothar cried, unable to keep strangling Hal as he dropped to the floor.

When he looked up, he saw that Ciril was suddenly on his feet. However, his hair and beard were standing on ends and his eyes were thoroughly red, his veins throbbing like a raging beast.

"He's gone amok...?!"

Even as the word came to mind, Lothar was left watching as Ciril launched a punch at him on the floor.

"Move!"

Lothar threw Hal aside as he barrel rolled out of the way, dodging Ciril's punch by inches... which left a meter-deep crater on the floor.

"Brother, it's me, Lothar! Get a hold of yourself!" Lothar cried out anxiously.

His words did not seem to reach Ciril, however.

If anything, it made Ciril even more violent.

bellowed again and kept attacking

to the retainers nearby even as he parried Ciril's assault. "T-Tell

rising off the ground in front

Birthright rank Janko retainers, their bodies charred

on, then,” Frank challenged, looking around pointedly at the bodyguards around

wielders and were naturally trading glances, none of them daring to take a

the three Birthright rank Janko retainers—two were on the ground, charred

one? He was sent flying somewhere, his

the bodyguards dared to mess about since none of them

was even more shocked than

was confident he could handle

expect Frank to destroy the three retainers in an instant, and he could still see the

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