The Battle for Noctis

He swallowed his saliva hard and forcing himself to remain composed as he sneered, "The Prince's strength is beyond comparison to General Aelra. You think you stand a chance?"

"That's good," Amalia said with a twisted smirk. "I enjoy a challenge. Humans are too weak—there's no thrill in it. Just when I was getting bored, you people showed up."

A flash of anger crossed Velzok's face. "You're dreaming. If you dare to face the Prince, he will kill you and avenge us all."

"Where is your Prince? Is he in the Erythar Star System? Is that the main battlefield?"

"Why would I tell you? If you have the guts, kill me." Velzok sneered defiantly.

Amalia swung his sword.

Velzok's body split in two, severed cleanly at the waist.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

He had killed him without hesitation.

Hadn't he said she would let him go to deliver the message?