At that moment, Lyrian released a ruthless killing intent. It had a mix of spiritual energy from all of his created creatures.
Roswil panted heavily, as his heart felt like it came up to his throat. He looked into Lyrian's furious expression, which was enough to cause the hairs on his body to stand up.
In a low voice, Lyrian coldly spoke, "Tell me why I shouldn't let you go right now."
"Because..." Roswil paused, as Lyrian noticed his eyes dart to the side.
'He's signaling his Garr to come over... too obvious.' Lyrian mused, understanding the situation.
"Because..." Roswil continued, "Because fuck you!" He exclaimed just as the Garr's long and piercing horns came mere inches from puncturing Lyrian's back.
Anticipating this, however, Lyrian swiftly moved to the side—allowing the Garr to attack Roswil instead.
