Bang—
A sharp, loud crack filled the air as Cyb Louis crushed the crystal into dust, his expression twisted, as fierce as a demon's.
"Elvis Donimo!" Cyb Louis ground out through gritted teeth. "No wonder I've always felt a deep disgust every time I met him. So he's the one who hurt my sister!"
Striding forward, Cyb Louis faced Dean Bruce. "Tell me, what do you want?"
"And… you just believe it so easily?" Dean Bruce raised an eyebrow, questioning him.
Cyb Louis replied coolly, "Whether I believe it or not, I need to know the reason."
"Well, well, I have to say, you really fooled me before," Cyb Louis sneered. "I thought you were just some well-meaning person who was recommended here. Now I see you had your own motives for approaching me."
With a bitter laugh, he added, "Guess if you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get wet eventually. But if it means I can avenge my sister, it's a price worth paying."
