Chapter XVIII (The Raging Fury of the Hellhounds)
A wave of shock washed over everyone as Alexander burst in through the glass window, fiercely grabbing and crushing Perkins' face with his blazing, clawing fists. Perkin died instantly, his brain sputtering all over the floor.

[SPHSSSWWWK!]

Alexander's aura was brimming with hatred and fury. His frightening eirgo causes Damion to have an eerie feeling slinking into his bones: "What is this feeling?"

Alexander's voice, full of madness and vengeance, was hushing in the air. "Die, die, die!"

He was staring at Traund's hollowed face and lifeless body. He instantly swerved his gaze to Rook's Cambion's physical form, full of contempt. His jaw was hardly clenching together with his fists, which were loaded with Perkins blood.

He vanished from his position and startled Rook with his lightning-speed move. A powerful punch from Alexander sent Rook flying a few distances. "Die you bastard!"

Alexander quickly dashed forward, raised his hands above his head, and forcefully hammered Rook's skull.

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