Lion Fear

“Kuhahahahaha. Amazing. Marvelous.” She choked on her own laughter.

Clap, clap, clap.

A series of claps accompanied the evil laughter. The atmosphere at the highest ground was as dreadful as the lowest ground, for a different reason, of course. Above, it became like a haunted house instead of a serene shriek like below them.

“Tone it down, my love,” yet, Malikul didn’t hide his wide grin.

“We can’t laugh at their downfall, Your Holiness.” Lionhart coughed, covering his suppressed chuckle.

Their faces were so delighted after putting the northerners in a pinch situation. Had zero guilt in their voices or body language. Like at all.

Count Mior who was somehow standing behind them hid behind King and Double with a trembling body.

‘They are crazy. So crazy.’

SHRRRIIIIEK!

The monsters excellently created chaos everywhere they went. The soldiers were having trouble subjugating them. There was nothing better than to see their struggle till the end. She was slightly satisfied.

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