Leonel tilted his head upward, not even the slightest hint of a rippling wave to be found within his irises.
"Get the fuck out of my way."
Despite what one would expect, there was nothing different about Leonel's voice. It hadn't deepened, it wasn't hoarse, it didn't carry any rage or forcefulness… One would have thought he was speaking about the weather.
Fluttering Star Order was stunned by the evenness of it all at first. In fact, she was so stunned that she didn't' register what was said until a moment later. It was only then that her stunned expression warped toward the edge of shock and then unbridled rage.
No matter how mild tempered Fluttering Star Order was, how could she still remain so now? Even her enemies didn't dare to speak to her in this way, least of all a junior she could kill with a single palm.
