Seeing Oswin's bloodshot eyes, Sean's fear increased tenfold, for he knew the elf king wasn't the all-talk type. He would surely do what he had said. And that was the least he wanted. To prevent a murder case from happening, Sean grabbed Oswin's wrist tightly, refusing to let go despite the pain in his hand."Let me go, servant. I'll deal with those scums. How dare they hurt you?" Oswin commanded, demanding Sean to let him go, but the latter shook his head vigorously and tightened his grip. Oswin could break free easily, but he didn't do it, for he was afraid the force would hurt the fragile human in front of him."Don't do it, Oswin. I'm okay," Sean said."How come you're okay? Look at your blood. It almost floods the entire room.""What's going on?" James
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