Regina's hand grips the sword hilt at her waist, resembling a dark black sword with a plain wooden design, with several inscriptions etched on the sheath. "You just need to order, Liege; there will not be anyone of them left alive."
"Why are you so cruel? Be kind and show some mercy," Ryuk glanced at Regina, saying with a smile while Esme stood beside Regina, looking towards the dozens of figures accompanying two individuals in front, approaching them.
'Is he Edward?' Esme's golden pupils coldly observed a young man with blond hair and emerald eyes, appearing extremely handsome, yet the only mark staining his appearance was a metallic hand.
'His body is adapting,' the first thought that crossed Esme's mind was this.
Her ability had just attempted to guide mana around the young man's body to create an illusion, but within moments, it appeared as if his own body had created a layer to prevent her attack.