"You should keep your self radical, if ever see you with this situation again, I won't hesitate to divide this entire city."

The Grand Duke Of Grache, Sibal Grache, sternly pulled you closer to his sturdy chest with a hint of vexation, you now realizing you underestimate him by putting yourself in a situation where you intend to kill his opponents but end up getting strike by them.

He watch as the healer patch you up, maintaining his intimidating gaze on you, as if daring you to defend yourself knowing he's right.