Alpha Ryu
His right hand, which had been injured considerably, was now lying on the floor with a sword clutched on.
He had sliced his arm off, and not even a flinch could be seen from Ryu’s plain expression. He had the face of a non-chalant, staring at Kyle like he hadn’t cut off his hand with just a flick of his wrist.
“No one betrays me.” Ryu growled.
“I did this for you, Alpha. I’m fighting against that imposter; that lady you call your personal maiden isn’t who you think she is.” Kyle grunted.
Ryu began to chuckle, his voice becoming deeper as it began to sound like that of a mad scientist who had just found out the last step to his proposed theory.
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