The voice that emerged from Fenrir Skoll was unfathomably chilly. There's a sense of rage and haughtiness, as well as a ferocious need for blood that only people who'd been slaughtered can exude. The aura that was approaching them, however, was suffocating, as if they were a fish jumping out of water. They thought that this person had complete control over their lives and deaths.
"How do you wish to die?"
The tone was calm, but Asher Light was afraid. After calming down, he ignores his broken wrist in order to flee the enraged teacher who materialized out of nowhere before him.
Asher Light said, "Let go!" He couldn't control the trembling of his voice.
Fenrir Skoll reached out another hand with the intention to do something worse when the two Cardinals tasked to protect the Holy Son blasted inside the office and even destroyed the door on the way.
BAM! CRASH!
