"Heh… heh heh… HAHAHAHAHA!"
Stephen suddenly burst into manic laughter. He clutched Alan's bloodied tooth in his hand, his entire body beginning to tremble with uncontrollable excitement.
The rage and resentment he had been bottling up for so long finally erupted in full.
"Did you see that, Alan? You're nothing but a dog! A filthy mutt crushed beneath my heel, humiliated at my whim! With trash like you thinking you could join us at Lioncrest Academy—let me make this clear. You. Are. Not. Worthy!"
Alan lay crumpled in the corner, blood flowing freely from the corners of his mouth. His body had been ravaged by Stephen's relentless mana strikes, leaving him bruised, battered, and utterly broken.
Moments later, Alan lost consciousness completely, his head tilting sideways as he collapsed against the cold floor.
Yet Stephen still wasn't satisfied.
