After Leonard's question about desecrating the sacred garden, the elderly man puked up another mouthful of blood in anger.
"You're dead meat!" They roared with all their might.
"Wow, you're still so energetic." Leonard appeared to be impressed.
Even after taking a massive beating and coughing up a few liters of blood, the elderly man still had a lot of strength to exclaim loudly.
Now that was indeed impressive!
Impressive because it meant that he could continue without holding back.
"Mirelle, restrain him with your magic. I don't want another bastard to be able to flee." Leonard commanded, having referred to the previous assassin being able to escape unscathed.
Mirelle didn't even respond and acted right away. She knew this was her opportunity to redeem herself, albeit marginally. Still, it was better than nothing.
Moreover, she could discern that Leonard was starting to lose his composure.
This was a sight that she had never seen before.
