The Price of Blood

"I've killed too many people, been to the Erythar System more than once," he sneered. "But the Vanquez family… Ah, was that the one with the twin children?"

A twisted grin spread across his face.

"If it was them, then yes, that was me. Those twins were quite adorable. Their parents even begged me to spare them, kneeling and smashing their heads on the ground until they bled. For a moment, I almost felt merciful."

Amalia's face remained unreadable.

"But they were just unlucky," Storm Claw Overlord continued, his voice dripping with cruel amusement. "To eliminate any loose ends, I killed them too. I still remember the way their innocent, confused little eyes looked at me. It only made me more excited. Killing two small, helpless lives—it was… quite the thrill."

He cast a sideways glance at Amalia, who now radiated an intense killing aura.