Edward looked into his eyes and found that Lyon meant what he said. He believed that he had the ability to turn his words into reality. So, he narrowed his eyes. He could not understand this, but he didn’t say anything. He merely looked at Darius.

Only when Darius nodded did he turn his cold gaze onto Lyon. Before anyone realized what was going on, he flicked his wrist and snapped Lyon’s bone, making him let out an anguished cry.

Darius stretched his neck and looked at Viktor. “I know that everything that’s happened today will make your life difficult. If you need me to break your arm as well, I’ll be glad to be of service.”

The blood drained from Viktor’s face. He had yet to recover from his last bout of terror, so he remained rooted to the spot, trembling uncontrollably. His jaw went slack, but he didn’t say a word.

When Darius saw him like this, he chuckled and said mockingly, “This guy’s essentially the same as Lyon. In fact, he’s worse. At the very least, Lyon has the guts to own