"Senior Landyn, this is merely the appetizer. The main course will follow shortly." Yusuf Zuck's voice was cold and ruthless, brimming with boundless murderous intent. As his voice faded, the princely heir's head suddenly exploded.
Indeed, even Landyn Torres himself failed to stop the explosion of the princely heir's head. In fact, the blood and brain matter from the blast splattered all over Landyn's face.
It wasn't that he didn't try to dodge; he simply froze upon hearing Yusuf Zuck's voice, allowing the blood to spray across his face.
"Not good." Landyn's expression drastically changed, abruptly becoming frazzled as he dived toward someone else—this person was a woman, standing close to the now-deceased princely heir.
Yet, he was ultimately a step too late. Just as he lunged forward, consecutive explosions erupted, and heads continued to burst open throughout the hall.
