"Young man from the Deus Behemoth Race!"
The Fourth Imperial Prince's voice echoed across the hall, carrying a booming power as he shouted at Desmond, rage flashing in his eyes. Although the attack did not have an excess of Wave, and Desmond did not break the rules, there was a silent battle skill within that attack, and both fists landed squarely above Cain's heart.
Such an attack was inappropriate for a friendly fight, so Klaus acted with rage toward Damian, a sentiment shared by most of the Imperial Princes and Princesses. Regardless of their closeness to Cain, they would always side with their race.
However, not everyone thought the same.
"Haha, Brother Klaus, there is no need to lose composure. Young Desmond didn't do it on purpose. It was a mistake in the heat of the battle, so there is no need for fuss."
"Shut up!"
