Ivanov put both of his hands on the ground and tried to resist the Crown Prince's strength. However, he couldn't budge an inch. It was as if an entire castle was resting on his head.
Aware of how Ivanov was struggling, the Crown Prince used more force on his foot. After all, it was not in his principles to be half-hearted in subduing a monster he wished to own.
Beat them until they had reached their fourth time coming back to life -- The simplest phrase to extrapolate the Crown Prince's method.
"Ivanov Percival, I'll make you the most obedient knight under my wing," Atticus uttered, his remorseless grin shortly making its return.
The younger Percival could hear the Crown Prince just fine. But it was not the right time for him to refute. He had to get out of the situation or else his head would be crushed by the pressure. He couldn't even take one single breath. If he did, he would inhale specks of dust rather than air.
