Dealing With Them Swiftly

"Your mother," Rael replied, and without waiting even a second, he picked up the man whose balls he had obliterated and threw him toward his goons.

It was like playing bowling, except that the pins kind of moved.

And they moved really fucking fast.

A man blinked in with a dagger aimed at Rael's throat.

But before that dagger could reach Rael, the man slipped, skidding between Rael's legs and arriving before the siblings.

He was about to blink, until Minos, with a determined look, brought the bronze sword down through the man's throat, killing him in an instant.

And that was exactly when silence finally ensued.

"H-He killed him!"

"Alexander Nathaniel Montgomery Fitzwilliam Everett Sinclair Harrington Blythe! Nooo!"

"...?"

Rael might've felt a bit of pity at the start, but for such a long name...

Good riddance.

Anyway, he took a step back, grabbing the bloodied sword from Minos's hands.