Even though Corvus's face remained calm, the bright red light that enveloped his body proved that internally he was everything but calm.
"S-stop!"
What was even better than indicator than the light of the wrath-based skill itself, was the fact that in the blink of an eye the white-haired young man was right in front of the blond prince and he was holding him up by his collar, glaring down at the shorter and younger youth, while the brown-haired heroine cried out and tried to get in between the two.
"Your highness, I have no idea why would you say something like that. I am an orphan taken in by the Wrath family - don't joke around about knowing my parents. It is very rude."
Corvus's tone of voice was absolutely calm and even more surprising was that even his eyes didn't show any actual killing intent that his hands, shaking from the bottled-up fury, clearly conveyed.
