Hush!

Grizzling bells that tolled away the mark of her death. She was standing choked without hands strangling her neck. The power of the glare was felt even by the others, especially for the alchemists. The whole seventh floor seemed to be under Assid's mercy with his bladeless weapon.

(What enormous killing intent!) thought Mavis as his goosebumps ready to pluck itself out of his skin. 

(TH-THis is?!) Azleid couldn't believe it. His soul was not able to withstand the killing intent that was permeating out of a butler.

(Oh no no no no!) Hilde freaked out. She would have never thought that the group could, and might very well be, killed Ning of Red Lotus. It would incite a war that would never be won.

Lyon raised his hand, "Assid."

"Guha!" Ning immediately raced for breath with her knees both on the floor. She was madly coughing with her eyes bloodshot. Her whole face had turned red before she heard Assid saying.