William sensed killing intent headed in his direction and immediately woke up. He lifted Ragnar by the scruff on his neck and gently placed him on the ground while he held Dia firmly with his other hand.
Ella raised her head and looked in the three-o'clock direction.
There, three very infuriated young men, who looked exactly like each other, stormed towards him.
William frowned because he didn't recognize the three of them. What confused him more was that the three were seriously releasing killing intent and it made him wonder if he had somehow offended them.
"Are you the brat that is lusting over my beautiful little sister?!"
"Are you the brat that is planning to train my little sister to become your plaything?!"
"Are you the brat that is thinking of doing THIS and THAT with my little sister?!
"No. No, and no," William answered. "Are you talking about Amelia?"
